Short Yaw Poems

May Day is "Lei Day" in Waikiki
But this year girls are looking sneaky
They're all wearing masks
And carrying flasks
But their swank is still rather cheeky...

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it's cooling my nape, 
this damp collar 
of my coat.

by neither water nor gale 
i'm cast adrift, 
set afloat.

the ocean swells in my mind, 
my shrunken brain 
starts to bloat.

dizzied by the toss and yaw 
of my imaginary 
boat!...

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In the March 
of the bitter wind,
even the glitter of 
the lake at its silver 
hour denies its power 
in sorrow perpetua 
for severed limbs
caught in the yaw 
of the merciless saw
of spring naysayers
in need of prayers
for this crucifixion....

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It's cooling 
   my fevered nape,
      this damp collar of my coat;

the ocean
   swells in my mind,
      my head seems to shrink or bloat;

by neither 
   water nor gale
      I'm cast adrift, set afloat;

dizzied
   by the toss and yaw
      in my imaginary boat!...

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it's said, "A rolling stone gathers no moss,"

           I don't buy that, I move on, I'm my boss,

             learning a bit of this, a pinch of that,

              to the jack of all trades I tip my hat,

                 tutored by every win, every loss,

        so far, I've survived life's roll, yaw and toss!...

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Take off your face
there must be truth beneath those
     layers of painted-on dissemblance

Let anything but deception
drip from your mouth
    that gaping yaw of practiced sensibility

Look at me and try to hide in that gaze
the hardness of your withered heart
    then try to convince me to stay

I didn’t think so....

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It is said a rolling stone 
   gathers no moss.
      I disagree, I move on, 
         I'm my own boss.


         Learning from a bit of this, 
         from a pinch of that,
         to all the Jacks of All Trades 
         I gladly tip my hat.


         Inspired by every win, 
      tutored by every loss,
   So far, I've survived Life's 
roll, yaw and toss!...

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Tidal breathing lunar pull ocean
Heaving  monthly passion waves.
Measures of timing in surely repelling  
Slow steady repeating gravity law
Winds of tomorrow and yesterday's keening
Fill canvas dreams as  keels argue sorely
Rippling and driving in moments of yaw
Time tied in tidal moon fluctuation
Swinging and tolling to crash on the shore
As we spend our days
Hoping for more....

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If I had a dime
     Every single time
I heard someone say
     Have a nice day!

No riches on me
     Would you ever see!
Nor money in the bank
     Would I have to yank!

Most people won't take
     The time to fake
A laugh or a smile
     Might cramp their style?

So here's an idea
     Add a smile to your criteria
Make the effort, laugh and say
See yaw, have a nice day!...

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Life's Tapestry

Life begins: a single thread
Inlayed throughout as one
Faceted; a tapestry
Entwining hopes and dread
'Sembling  extracts not quite done. 

Torn brocades of woven silk
Aloft on dusty walls
Pull at strings of mother's milk
Ellipsing vacant halls. 
Shadows press the looking glass
Towards the light then fall. 
Running colours fading fast
Yaw past the muted call. 

©deborah burch
2.07.2013...

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ELOQUENT BANTER

Eloquent banter
Got lovely smoky burnt eyes
Lightly playfully


Plum moist purple lips
Love you abundantly so
Profoundly I speak

Eloquently I 
Kissable spit taste douthit
Eloquently I

I speak so sweet your
you walk on sugar big feet
Tantalizing treat

I exchange a light 
I'll love to caress your cheeks
Playing kiss your feet

Chanter my banter
I am using my words well
Curb ball throw at yaw


1/30/18...

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Robert P. Lobster had only one claw
It caused him to swim with a very bad yaw
An oyster twin
Joined him in sin
Together they yelled out, "YEEHAW!

Round and round went Bob and the twin
Ignoring the ominous fin
On some big guy
Swimming nearby
Who had a huge mouth, but no chin

Into said mouth went the entangled pair
Unaware, as they were, of their error
A major distraction
And a fatal attraction
Could one assume they just didn't care?...

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Sails unfurled in disarray
Helm unheld to swing away
Canting yaw in surf wet roll
This ship of state without a goal

Some would call this gone adrift
While fools would call it freedom
Some of us are somewhat miffed
While shoals just wait to see them

Passengers without a clue
Trusting to a motley crew
Of greed crazed re-elected fools
Who just ignore their rusted tools

And shed their blame by pointing
And know they're worth anointing...

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