beneath the slide's shadow
where lunchboxes blossomed—
mango pickle
the sweetest bite
was always another's
The final, phosphorescent
water slows,
To weave a microscopic lace
of white,
A meditative riverbed that
flows
Beneath the omnipresent
stars of night.
The tide returns to where it
first began,
To heal the jagged, deeply
broken floor,
To wipe away the enormous
life of men
And soften the crinkled
of the ocean.
It is a perpetual, primordial
design,
An everlasting victory over
death,
Traced softly by a entwining
line.
The wave dissolves inside the
open sea,
A brief snapshot of pure
infinity.
my backpack used to swallow me whole
now i barely notice it on my shoulders
recess felt like it lasted forever
like the sun never went down
one friend moved to Fairfield and stopped texting
some just stopped sitting with me
the trees by the fence have changed
but i can’t tell if its them or me
the bell still rings the same
sharp and impossible to ignore
but sometimes i wonder
when the last normal day was
or the last time my parents carried me
time didn’t wait for me
it just kept going.
Fly
content
inward to
niche of joy, your
nest.
For one to a thing access
There is often a process,
Its full name: Laid-Down Process...
In schools The bell for Recess,
Accounts auditors assess:
We all wait for Due Process...
And nurses have craved process
While treating patient's abscess.
Nothing is done in excess,
Not while there exist process.
Process now means True Progress,
Absence of it: True Regress.
But it does mean, too, Duress.
Letters starting with Address,
Programs demanding a dress...
Even robes one wants to press.
Process, Process and Process.
Flying Sailing Soaring
Crying Laughing Roaring
Itching Twitching Scratching
Planning Plotting Hatching
Hustling Bustling Tussling
Day and night, night and day
Set aside each segue for a kiss
Recess, you can't afford to miss
Midterms are over
I’m coming up for air
now that they’re done
I’ll admit I was scared
- that physics three -
was nearly the death of me.
What comes next?
The Manhattan express
for November recess
some November excess
with Lisa, my BFF princess,
my doughty, NYC adventuress,
I’m blessed, she’s the best.
Ooo! and some turducken bliss,
much needed rest and time to de-stress.
.
Marriam Webster: Doughty: “brave, strong, and determined.”
turducken: a deboned chicken stuffed into a deboned duck, further stuffed into a deboned turkey.
The school bell rings, we all get up from our seats,
Like ladies and gentlemen, and walk out into the hall.
There's no running allowed in the halls
Or the teacher will send us straight to the principal's office.
I couldn't wait to get out on the playground for recess.
The most fun to do, is playing together with friends.
I run towards the low-hanging swings
Shouting, Yes! Higher, higher reaching for the sky.
We’re laughing and yelling as we go, round and round
Holding on tight to the bars on the merry-go-round
So, we won't fall off with high-speed.
The seesaw is the best. I sit at one end
And my friend on the other, up in the air
Up and down, up and down, and feel the hard
Thump on our rumps as it hits the ground.
We all wait in line to climb up the ladder
Waiting for our turn on the slide.
Some of my friends picked sides to play baseball,
Others basketball.
Rrrring. We turn to the sound of the school bell.
Shucks. It's time to go end.
6/22/2021
It's the lonely kid
Reformed, rebirth
Reborn... But I am not the chosen son
Not even the favorite boy!
Like oh why...!
Oh oh why...!
Writing weird lines again,
Writing weird lines!
Playing on-on
Kindergarten so so so!
boring without toys,
So it's swings and slides,
Mates sharing sandwiches
And girls shouting yew boys...!
Welcome to recess,
Where every kid has a break
Hehehe...!
Don’t worry about the bell that will soon be calling you back in
Or the teachers who are watching you play with other kids
Who know you want to be left alone, to play with bugs in the grass
If it is raining, you will always have that library to stay inside and enjoy.
Have fun, and savor the time that seems much shorter than it is
To run and laugh and swing and jump so far that you hurt your feet.
There are many games that you can play without rubber balls,
But the funnest games are ones that the other kids invite you to play.
Explore this school, and find new places in the playground,
Because winter is the longest, dark and coldest season of all
There will never be this warm and sunny day in fall
So remember all you can about this short and joyous moment
Decades since frittering like - yule
ne'er believe me, boot true
lee, I wreck clues lee wasted
my life lock, stock, and barrel
as if there whiz no tomorrow,
this skein knee boy didst spool
away youth like some drool
ling doggone motley fool
while mutely dumbfounded taking -
as undeclared seriously gruel
ling studious favorite pursuit - duel
major space and time, believing
them tubby (out
of this world), and cool,
yet unbeknownst tummy then
more precious than any jewel,
hence this faux Einstein,
who got pool
lightly dubbed"the quietest
student", albeit still
underhandedly cuffed and cruel
moniker, nonetheless wool
worth being spot on,
though when within comfort
of home aye
yak act did mule
lush, non provoke'n, neither tool
ling with smoke'n,
funny weed, but more specifically
class (sic) self serving
as token passive non rule
breaker counted among
HEAVEN IN LIFE'S RECESS
You travel on time weaving the tapestry of life,
get entangled in the strands of complex web,
fail to find the escape route in chasm of strife.
Thus, end up digging before time your grave.
In this transient world created ever so beautiful
the enlightened one doesn’t find the reason why
priceless life should suffer entering the cesspool…
the question asked and answered in Zen philosophy.
Soaking the splendor of a new dawn, a new sunrise
take a vow you’ll change the course of life, a river.
Stop comparing yourself with others, you’ll be wise,
abandon the imaginary fear, worries will disappear.
On the garden path you paved walk in your own pace,
don’t run a race of futile competition for elusive fame.
Being an unsolicited judge will please you in no case,
in your ego’s defense don’t start the blaming game.
Show random kindness to strangers, satiate your soul,
help the needy, honor sentiments, bloom happiness.
In the mortal life you’ll blissfully play a divine role
and discover an earthly heaven in your life’s recess.
November 3, 2018
the children all cheer
there will be no indoor recess
hooray rain they yell
glad to be inside
watching their inane U-tube
indoor children now
I think the makers of school
Also have felt somewhere,
That at the place of learning
Time should be given for fun there.
So they did the same
And gave students a time,
When they will not read any story
Nor they will study any rhyme.
And we students salute him
Who gave the idea of recess,
Students will respect him forever
To understand our hopes and wishes.
Time Out! It feels so good
To sit in the sun,
And breathe in the air.
Birds sing! Warm air is balmy...
I smell the flowers,
And I don’t have a care.
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