The whimsical part of the heart,
Wisdom never depart.
The acumen sigh of gesture,
Straightened your posture.
When you say go straight,
I should walk through the street.
When you see a winding road,
Don't catwalk, go sideway off load.
Don't get hard on discipline,
Hard wood still can be plane.
Ambition not in lavish happiness,
Get instructions by doing ease.
When you humble, things favor you
All hearts agree you one day so.
As the ice cream melts, sweet remain
Harden not your heart from refrain.
When life is hard, luck not your side
Don't let the day ruin and hide.
It's just a bad day, not all the time
Love your work, it will give you more dime.
Motherly Love and Frowns
Treading down the memory lane streams to my mind
memories from far yet near, some sweet, some sour,
memories preciously shelved in the precincts of my inner sanctum;
so sweet were the mindful motherly hugs of love
like the embrace of a divine angel
so serene soft and self-assuring her smiles
like the spring selfless sunshine
so delicious her warm kisses on the forehead
that no other feel can replace,
yet interspersed at times with some harsh words
for playing hide and seek on the sideway street;
so soft was the caress of her hands on the cheeks
that not even a beloved can bestow
so cool and compassionate her cuddly care
no considerate nurse can dispense
so pleasing to rest on her merciful knees
more so after a hectic day`s fatigue,
yet interposed often times with some scowls
for dusting my clothing or getting home late after cycle rides;
In afterthought, her love and frowns have made me the man I am.
She cries over broken rearview things,
sideway decisions
that can never be back pedal changed
Sad memories be gastric
fumes of the last emotional wrong turn
Past petrol vapors
igniting present date swerve heartburn
Pulse accelerant tears
kindle sorrowful thoughts:
Remembrance of broken bosom pain
Wet pillow skid years,
trapped temporally aught
behind the wheel of misfortune flame
She tries to get over the unsafe bridge of sighs;
but blurred vision
won’t let the past hurt go, it clearly never dies
Gasp recollection of accidental words,
fatal fumes of the last argumentive wrong turn
Regret fueled vapors
sparks a future spinster fate swerve heartburn
Accelerant tears
pulsating ask the tint rearview mirror,
who’s at fault?
Speed dial relationship got single digital shattered, very hastily
Wet hanky fears
make the crossroad choice less clearer,
all for naught
Old flames of guilt melt merging desire, now running on empty
THE TREE COULDN'T FLY
This lonely desolate tree wanted to fly
The southern wind told this strange tree
Go up high with the branches and try
Catch the sun, free you would be.
The tree didn’t move up an inch
Couldn’t snap the shackled roots
The sun glided away out of its reach
Told it to catch the star that shoots.
The tree didn’t move an inch higher
Couldn’t make branches go up on their own
In the jeweled sky to hold the shooting star
That told it to catch crimson clouds at dawn.
The tree didn’t move an inch sideway
Couldn’t send in gale the string of leaves far
Beyond the horizon the clouds drifted away
Told it to catch the birds flying in the air.
The tree didn’t move an inch in the wind
Couldn’t make a trap with tattering twig
Birds built nest on bent braches they’d find
Told the quirky tree roots make it stand big.
July 5, 2018
Step into the date-stamped time DeLorean,
move forward
on backward spinning nostalgia rims
Centrifugal hourglass ...
short hand and long
Distorted view of time,
kinetic highway romantic destiny
Blurred future sideway images,
past memories rearview exit gone
Engine gunned to the max,
space curvature gives good distant
escape velocity
Point of reference
for the necessary fuel alibi
goodbye synthesized
Faceless retrograde emotions
be nitro traction void vulcanized
Heart on a timer-delay standstill,
inertia frigidity
Frozen thoughts,
toss away the last empty bottle:
drained viscosity real liquid feelings
Feel the sub-zero wind chill
of a refrigerated body,
another temporal roadkill
Only cardiac arrest
will take you to a stalled location
Pick a random course,
move on
to the next unknown destination
Fate uncertain —
Love theory is all relative
Outside of the winged doors,
birds of chance
perch watch on a deja vu branch
Waiting to draft on the breeze
of your exhaustion,
when your fuming desires run out of time
Passion entropy ... loss of heat
Mind settled comfortably
into inertia frigidity
Loneliness the circles
In which the daydream never ends
I wish you'd go away those times
So I could find you once again
Perhaps a hole-in -middle whirlpool
The nothing that ever stays
A fist of clenching handful
A farmer begging God for rain
A plague of desperation
No welcome needs around
The sideway glance of people
As if you were a paedophile
An intrusion of their selfish plans
A car with a one way steering wheel
Thats always headed home
A dust devil with nowhere else to go
A ship that wayward stranded
Marooned on a broken beach
A schoolroom devoid of students
And theres nothing else to teach
Sitting so low in the restaurant
Furtive glances all eyes on me
I walk through them, they look through me
I'm a drive-thru KFC
Her virtue were her beauty spot
But she drove the rain to tears
Eating chicken in the parking lot
She didnt fit with all my fears
Stalling asleep
dragged from my bed
a currency exchange of wet sheet rhetoric
begins flowing through my head
this isn't
really
happening
chubby red devils
polygonal angels
Gods and Goddesses
Playwrights and charlatans
What an event
taking place
here
this can't
really
be
happening
Fog rich terraformed formations
ferment within my grasp
yet still slip through my palms
Told you
this
isn't
occurring
Sideway hill slide
I play it safe on clouds
watch the feet make their way to the mountain
Play it safe from the clouds to the water below
play it safe
Eyeball flotation
new hobby
realization
a thing of the past
This all happens before our very eyelids
I play it safe from the pillow
Retaining lips on the entire length?
Where forth the magic found,
Exhibiting the display of passion restoration?
Waiting the nights into the quarterly.
Yes!
Over-rise in the slumber,
Sideway expression in the darken season of the day.
Moment of enchantment awakening.
Butterfly's peck compass it's course,
Love bringing it to the drop of embarassment smiling.
Than watch to see,
Lustous zeal of roundness,
Full-moon at your command of charity plead,
By a simple kiss indeed-
O?
Now you done it!
Constellations of jealousy-
To find and use a rhythmic way of rhyming
Something sorta slow and fast and slow
A hawkish circle swoop of perfect timing
A half a step and turn on heel and toe
Musingly methodical musicly melodical
Remembered in an instant swirling flow
And good to know
like scallops maple bacon and merlot
And a watch can be a compass
Or sideway swimming in an undertow
Or diving down to find the hole you fell in skating
Instinctual reaction to survive
experimental senses elemental consequences
The train of thought is at an unfamiliar station
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