summer rusting a winter dusting ~ crumbling leaves past readjusting
By
David Kavanagh
Categories:
readjusting, allusion, autumn, perspective,
Form: Monoku
my car broke down in the middle of nowhere
people in the other cars passing by laugh at me and give me the finger
then behind them are the ones yelling racial slurs from their vehicles
wondering what to do, my sweaty skin gets a cold, heartless visit from the rural mosquitos
i have no cell phone
i have no friends
my sweets is at work
my family members and i are estranged
all of a sudden, i feel cold from the blue loneliness and lose all modern consciousness
when i come to, i am in a hospital bed in a room that is empty and all too familiar
everything then goes pitch black, and i am thankful to hear the alarm going off
i then get up out of bed to cut the alarm off and get ready for work
i look at the lady readjusting herself in the bed and Thank The Lord for Guiding me Back To Reality
i see my cell phone
i smile at My Best Friend
i remember the emails and the phone messages from my family members
all of a sudden, my heart warms every part of my body inside and out
my smile become wider and brighter knowing now that i will never be alone
Categories:
readjusting, god, thank you,
Form: Free verse
Getting back in the groove
of living in Newport News.
Me and my lovely wife,
readjusting to apartment life.
It was fate that said,
If you wanna go far,
it's time you got a new car.
Still we enjoy the biweekly routine
if you know what I mean.
And since I'm putting this in ink,
It's just what you think.
Got some new med's
messing with my head
before I go to bed.
Enough said...
Categories:
readjusting, black african american, destiny,
Form: Free verse
I remember those high school years
When being popular was so important,
I tried so hard to fit in with my peers.
Each grade was like changing gears
Readjusting to teachers was torment,
I remember those high school years.
I spent lots of time in laughter and tears
Some years wondering what it all meant,
I tried so hard to fit in with my peers.
Freshman year was rampant with fears,
Hoping the dean’s office never to be sent
I remember those high school years.
All through the sports’ jocks nasty sneers
I was a band boy carrying my instrument,
I tried so hard to fit in with my peers.
I think I may have even tried a few beers
Some credence with the guys that lent,
I remember those high school years
I tried so hard to fit in with my peers.
Written April 3, 2022
Categories:
readjusting, emotions, feelings, growing up,
Form: Villanelle
So many forks on Opportunity Road
She turned back quickly the first time
Settling for a life she never wanted
But it was incredibly easy
And dreams can be adjusted
Sad about her settling, she tried again
This time it was much more difficult
For she had children, and a husband, two cats, a dog or two
But she thought she could do it
She began anew, readjusting, and finally changing her dream
Life happened, and she slid all the way back to the ground floor
It took twenty-five years, and eighteen colleges to get her close
She was excited about it, but no one wanted to hire a forty-four year old
She did not get an interview, so she turned down a fork in Almost Road
Almost Road was better than nothing, right?
The next time around, she plans to do better
Her best advice to her grandchildren is be you, don't stop.
Travel down Dream Road, collecting stars and diamonds along the way.
Categories:
readjusting, dream, life,
Form: Free verse
The readjustment was the hardest part
Not leaving the war zone
Or coming home back to his country
And to his wife and family and friends
But actually readjusting to the fact
That fact that he had no legs
He left them back in Iraq
Not as a war victim or injury
To a vehicle accident instead
His Hummer left the road and rolled
He was lucky to escape with his live
The medics took him to the hospital
It was touch and go but he made it
The army will pay for his recovery
And give him a pension
Plus a pair of tin legs
And keep him on the books
An advisory role for future wars
He did ok from his accident
But readjusting is still hard
This is his new normal...
Categories:
readjusting, conflict, military, soldier,
Form: Free verse
soul readjusting
with peaceful intent
in every breath
posted on September 4, 2019
Categories:
readjusting, introspection, peace, spiritual, uplifting,
Form: Senryu
I changed
the locks
on our place
.. yesterday
I was
physically
and metaphorically
changing
the locks in
the place
I live inside
unchaining
The hold
you had
on me
Then
readjusting
my safety
So you
couldn't
roam free
Coming
and going
inside
my head
protecting
the soft spots
that are
now cemented
with the
epitaph
that read
You once had
a place
inside
my head
But now you
don't have
the key
because now
you are dead
take that
place
You
once had
inside
my head
and
dig a hole
then
shovel dirt
over it
then
walk
away from
that
burial plot
and
breathe
a sigh
of relief
and think
to myself
now im
eternally free
because
you don't
have a key
and
now you are
dead to me
(Omg try to write with a new puppy chewing your toes)
Categories:
readjusting, betrayal, funeral, goodbye, symbolism,
Form: Free verse
Did you ever say something at just the wrong time?,
But yet later on you realized that that time was right,
What you said then meant nothing to them at all,
But still you knew you were moved in the moment to take the call,
Years later when dreams come true,
It was something in your heart you already knew,
Baffled before your very eyes,
What made no sense then was readjusting with time,
Some call it gut, or instinct, or senses,
But I believe it's God working through all these messes,
Trusting he is right on time,
Giving sight to our eyes from the inside.
Categories:
readjusting, journey, love,
Form: Light Verse
It’s great to be busy,
The state I am in,
But sometimes I feel like
I’m stretched way too thin.
The newspaper pile’s
At the tottering stage;
My bookmark’s been stuck
For two weeks on one page.
The email’s unanswered;
The house needs a dusting.
Appointments are canceled
And need readjusting.
There’s shopping to do
And a dress to be bought.
With have-tos and must-dos
I’m frantically fraught.
What happens when things
Get so crazy, perhaps
Is that she who’s stretched thin enough
Suddenly snaps…
Categories:
readjusting, life,
Form: Rhyme
A man living out his life
So completely content
Until there was a reason
For him to resent
Everything he thought he knew
He didn't even have a clue
That she was fooling around with another man
Ruining his master plan
Something in his mind
Now must have snapped
Due to witnessing
This hapless mis-hap
Quietly watching
In total despair
With her not even knowing
That he's even there
Refraining from yelling
And being obscene
No,
He'll play the routine
So completely serene
But when they got home
The games had begun
If your catching the drift
This will not be fun
Decisions corrupted
By disgust and mistrust
Readjusting agendas
Just because of her lust
His urge has emerged
And now he's on the verge
Of releasing the rage
That once was submerged
Categories:
readjusting, angst, life, lost love,
Form: Dramatic Verse