Sylvia stays sedentary still seeking superiority
Sometimes summarizing situations so subtilely*,
Suddenly somnambulistic, she slips silently
Sensing some sarcastic silliness, soon senility.
*alternate, archaic spelling for “subtly.”
SECOND PLACE WINNER
Written June 28, 2022
For "Begin With a Letter" poetry contest
sponsored by Angela Tune
Humanities burden
Something nihilistic is churning on my mind what if strife is embedded in our psyche
normality is war punctuated by peace; the peace is prosperous but wallowing in
the softness concern of female interest love of dogs, making them into soft toys.
This somnambulistic existence brought no inventions and humanity, thanks to
the low birthrate was dying out.
Nature took charge and brought on the devastation the will to survive took priority.
To endure, we had to forgo lax options and be aggressive even if it meant inventing
the enemies.
War brought fore inventions benefiting warmongers but also spilt over to help man in
his daily struggle to make agriculture more efficient.
In the following years, the alternation between wars and peace became a norm, a dream
of lasting armistice unobtainable.
This throwing and towing as we see in Ukraine eventually, it will stop as all wars do
providing if a third-party stop interfering and making the war global.
Such summer days as these are merry bright,
and altogether they portend good times.
Sol shortens nights, again extends the light,
the time is right for jesters bold and mimes.
Relax and take your ease at distant stays,
enjoy pursuits that make for sweet release.
Come autumn's total labor breacing ways,
when we must say goodby, abode's for lease.
Prepare yourself anew this late toward use,
and make the schemes for profit's timely gain.
Subdued till fleeting moments cry deduce,
and action shakes awake our dormant brain.
Somnambulistic force of summer late,
you see us walking fro, a slumber's gait.
Daytime Somnambulism
How haunting the loss
When one squanders consciousness
Soul to surface
Dreams of dances unrealized
Oh how tempting
This somnambulistic space we possess
Where unlived experience resides
Intimidated by actuality
Hidden in shackled prisons of vagary
Fearful of breath-held reality
Sadly
Too many walk this realm of un-being
Where shadowed innocence lingers
But to offer ever so subtle lessons
Where self respect
Grants liberty of soul
How sublime exploratory stumbling
Where light and darkness
Ignore separation
Respecting one another's captivity
One foot ahead of the other
Becoming all that we are
Even as naysayers
Bellow "Beware!"
Step
Dive
Forget the risk
Be the dream's dreamer
Let pass the cautions
Lest we forget
Sleep walkers by day
Represent but craven journeys
Going needlessly nowhere
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