The ides of March sing consideration
for widows who must accept that new name.
The guides of March bring realization:
life, as it was, will never be the same.
The tides of March trace recalibration
as adjustments to the world we re-frame.
I confide this March in my Salvation.
Where do skeptics go in grief’s waiting game?
The offsides of March face deliberation.
mistakes made, can we move on without blame?
Categories:
recalibration, 11th grade, absence, death,
Form: Rhyme
Oh such a mess.
The Scientific nebulous.
Deception, misdirection, misrepresentation.
Electronic misinformation.
The recalibration.
Attainment is futile.
For the vile.
Love and friendships torn apart.
Right from the start.
Traitorous laughter.
Fallen lives a disaster.
Betrayal of Magna Carta.
Distorted facts.
Piracy in their glass houses.
Shattered.
Humanity ridiculed.
Bereft, wayward as criers obligated.
Liberties, Freedoms, to dust.
Memories of trust.
Oh dear, what a mess!
Will they confess.
It’s up to us.
Oh the Scientific nebulous.
Categories:
recalibration, discrimination, freedom, friendship, health,
Form: Free verse
Ink drips from pen
and forms this notion
that night sky kisses
black skin while we sleep.
We awake to sun soaked
visions where poetry
looses its invisibility
and is highlighted
all over you.
Attraction, everlasting
like an ancient inscription
I've been searching forever
to find a little good trouble
to get into.
Lose the gown and
wear my thoughts
one moment more
Now, drop expectation
let's deal with the stress
we've been facing
as we bathe
in nakedness
You see?
Your glow needed a
recalibration
skinny dipping through
my imagination
Pen dipped, one drip causing a
thousand ripples on dawn's canvas.
A chain reaction ensues
triggering another convergence of
"tell me what your thinking"
Short answer is:
I can't take my mind off of you
It really is kinda deep watching sun light reveal you in long answer form.
Categories:
recalibration, longing, love,
Form: Free verse
Attention frozen in quanta of time
Fulcrum determining inner chime
No sooner we become an observer
Spontaneity is distorted by the doer
It is only in the continuum hypnotic
That we resonate with bliss eclectic
Thus ascension is the recalibration
Of our core in unbroken meditation
Imbibing impressions in continuance
In resonance with pristine innocence
Once attention is awake in stillness
We simply are is-ness of being-ness
08-August-2020
Categories:
recalibration, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
emotions
thoughts and words
misguided
misaligned
misconstrued
soulful
chiropractic
adjustment
sudden
surge
of
recalibrated
bloodflow
all is well again
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted December 26, 2017
Categories:
recalibration, perspective,
Form: Free verse
After the midnight countdown chorus,
Bubbly pops and spills on floor,
Characterising how life is for us:
Depicting wastrels at the core.
Even with high profile charity
Folly remains preferred mode:
Gainsaying, with verve, deserved parity
His Love amongst the needy sowed.
Insensitive, most of us will dine,
Joking through poignant appeals:
Kicking back with a lamb roast and some wine;
Lapping cream as some child’s sores beal.
Maybe this year we’ll be more aware:
Nod to homeless in the street;
Or perhaps even pretend that we care:
Pretend we don’t think they’re all cheats;
Queering the system with their deft ploys.
Recalibration required:
Shift from cynicism to goodwill’s joys
To reclaim hearts which were inspired.
Undo the years of tainted sorrows;
Validate the soul now mocked;
Wash from minds the shallow values
X-box age has thus far imbued.
Yield to He for so long blocked:
Zeitgeist for now and all tomorrows.
Categories:
recalibration, caregiving, christian, dedication, feelings,
Form: Abecedarian
Excuse, may I perhaps suggest that you adjust your settings
Access my local area network by rebooting your memory
Restore it to our history, the mail, the messages we shared
The cache of stored work temporarily filed away remotely
Technically challenged by the format you display
Data of no gateways or connections in sync
Prompts the recalibration of my control panel
To search and review my settings reboot or even restore
Closing all windows and formatting firewalls
erasing the data, the history and their locations
troubleshooting the back pages encrypted
with messages no longer managed or stored
This media of you remains pasted on a clipboard
Components that await configuration and review
Left to their own devices by default in my domain
Downloaded, bookmarked in favourite library files
I delete all prompts and search settings and all tools
Inheriting only drivers generic and with false attributes
I apply these settings, I delete the data sources
Denying permission to any external links of you.
Categories:
recalibration, imagery, metaphor, relationship,
Form: Light Verse