always clearcutness
freehearted people destined
to be bearable
(Weekly Magnetic Poetry Challenge • July 20–26, 2026)
I've been a vegetarian since 1999 (but not a vegan). Anyway, I'm just having a little fun here.
A lion took the very front seat,
hankering for something to eat
in a vegan's convention,
causing a little tension.
The forest king, self-conscious, grew,
not knowing exactly, what to do.
He bowed his head and confessed,
then ate every guest.
Life turns into
Green when you are engaging with nature
White when leaning towards peace
Red when expressing heartedly love
Yellow when glowing bright
Pink when sharing happiness
Orange when feeling excited
Blue when you truly trust
Purple when pursuing maturity
Brown when moaning and longing
Grey when feeling lonely
Black when existing with mystery
To assess a situation,
It sure helps if you’re not in it.
If you are, then how you see things
Will be how you want to spin it.
Only someone on the outside,
With no stakes in what is shaking,
Will be totally impartial
To the choices in the making.
It is what it is
and no mistaking
which no one can deny
by hiding or faking
but if we can
all agree to disagree
and let it be
one day things may
turn out favourably
but the situation currently
is not quite right
in fact it's completely
out of hand
around the world
throughout the land
an act of God is not enough
more than a miracle
is needed
for all mankind
but never heeded
by the powers that be
so now it's up to you and me
Call me fickle
no doubt about it
I’m in a pickle
a firkin full of gherkin
quite a quandary
tho' still a dill
the question isn’t funny
it’s ridiculous
others may tickle us
yet I don’t see
for love nor money
why I can’t tickle me
Air hangs heavy, still,
Words unspoken, sharp as knives,
Breath held, waiting now.
©bfa051725
It is such a grotesque situation
I can’t verbally match how I feel
Seems I’m staled in a dissociation
I can’t say what I want to reveal
If I could get some help, I’d be glad
But there isn’t a sign, so I’m worried
Cause it looks like I’m back from the dead
And I’m living again the whole story
As the time passes by, I remember
What seemed vague and disjointed, comes clear
Like your voice of familiar timbre
From the messenger record I hear
The plot goes like we’ve known it before
Where and when, matters less, my sweet angel
In the most recent life we showed more,
Much more than if I were a stranger.
2025.04.08
Recently, I was fortunate enough to receive
Special treatments, at the RMIT building 51,
Where not only I have had so much fun.
But also having the bodily remedial therapy done.
I chatted and laughed with these young students.
What they did was part of their courses' curriculum.
They came up with a win-win situation,
Which they would provide massages at minimum cost,
To those who were willing to offer.
To be a live model, so the students could practice,
What they learned from their theories,
What they studied in their classes,
Into a real life performance.
I also being fortunate to have had
These two young and blubby personalities, Mary-Anne K and Indah D.
Giving me the massages,
To relieve all my aches, and loosen up my joints and muscles.
As many other students, they have heart of gold,
Helping people who have acute or chronic muscle pain.
They both installed beautiful long eyelashes,
Surround their eyes on the upper lids.
I found these amazing curve eyelashes,
Not only enhance their beauty,
But also to fan me if needed.
Oh, how fearful of the word “lovel”,we are!
Even between just friends and families.
Yet we hesitate to say it?
Yes~ people are terrified of that word.
I just do not understand.
In my case, it means, I accept and honor you fully.
How can I not? It does not mean" I am hot to trot."
I have and have had, the loves of my life and dreams.
It means, I honor you totally, without reservation, as you are
Withholding that word, brings not only fear~but desolate
isolation.
What say you? Your opinions are greatly appreciated!
Thank you.
3/15/2025
See here? - you do see a little rot.
But over there? - definitely not.
So, whoever said you were totally rotten,
doubtlessly, has brains of cotton -
cuz totally rotten? - you’re certainly not.
In front of the dangerous animal
I don't run but I don't stay close
nor do I show myself...
Two men have my attention
Hazel hearts rise like orange sunshine
Even my favorite songs mention
Situation where true love resides
Images of me with the first king
The one who’s been waiting 4 years
Unfortunately another kente king
Appreciates me but is not near
Turquoise time will denim design
Intimate test of hearts and minds
Olympics of lavender lovers
Needing one more than the other
If I just knew then what I know now
I'd start over if I just knew how
I would cut me some slack
But there's no going back
I shouldn't have bleached my unibrow
At home she wants entertainment
some leisure
a change will do you good
Sometimes the sin of the flesh
will not wash away
against me staying with you
Think of it as a process
as a matter of fact
call it as a battle of convenience
my attraction is coming back
its only lust, not love
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