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Buoyance

laughing
          in the face of
pessimism 
          tautly clutching onto
faith's wings
          fighting against
tempestuous tides
          of existence
still, 
          a battered boat
of a man
          remains a f l o a t
gliding past...
          troubled sea

Not the Lionel Rich Tea biscuit version

I can see it in your.eyes
As they rest in silver spoons
I can see it in your smile
As the lamp where your face skin lies tautly stretched filters through the lips
Are you somewhere feeling lonely 
Nope cause the chainsaw drips with pieces I made of you and there bagged and leaning against the wall
Or is someone there with you
It’s okay I will be sending more your way
Hello 
Not me you should be looking for

Olding

Grammatically I’ll take a scolding
But I’m convinced that I am “olding”
a tattered towel that still needs folding.

For when they say “old man let’s go”
I tie my shoes without Velcro

Just leave that chicken on the bone
What teeth I have are still my own

My once toned muscle now gone flaccid
My conversation tautly tacit

This “olding” this is hard to fig’er
Are my shoes smaller, or my feet bigger

I can’t believe I’ve come this far
Now  grandkids ask to take my car

At times they tell me “Pops, your tops”
I hope this “olding” never stops.


John G. Lawless
©6/15/2022

The Word

The Spirit behind the thought
that encourages the Word…

It is the motive-substance – not 
always our responding vocabulary; 

not the echo, but a deep, abiding ring 
shattering man-made crystal, releasing back
its finer light–

reverberation, tuning and timing 
internal cords, tautly stretched
outside the joys of eternity...

Truth that eases pain 
before the apparent illness – 

Lasting cure that comes only with Presence – 

Divine Stillness, when God can visually, 
and verbally pierce through the Earth-membranes 
separating our worlds from His Universe of Perfected
Miracles --

Cat Nap

Fractious feline
sensuously stretching, 
languorously lying,
soporifically slumbering
(monocularly monitoring).

Meandering mouse! 
Tail twitching...
tautly tensing...
Predatory pounce!
Salubriously surfeit! 



February 6, 2020

Reunion

After many a year long juvenile spree,
They detached from the tree.
And fell on the earth to germinate,
To be dispersed as per their fate.

Some grew up like redwood,
Others sustained as they should.
As time seemed to fly,
Like migratory birds in the sky.

After twenty five long years,
They met to say cheers.
At first loosened like hay,
Then they tautly bonded like clay.

They started to dance and play,
And made each other's day.
Sharing sorrow, loss or pain,
So that these might not haunt again.

They gave every honest try,
Not to make the other cry.
Every Johnny, Jack and Jill,
Stood beside his friends' will.

Still if sometimes things go bad,
Need not fret upon nor feel sad.
Sharing their feelings night and day,
They'll stick together come what may....

Tribute To Emily Dickinson

Demure in her pose, modest in her ways
   Deflecting potential beaus, careful not to stray

Brief in conversation, shunning repartee
   Halting in her laughter, her faint smile shadowy

Eyes fixed on the ground, hair pulled tautly back
   Lips pursed tight together, her figure corset-wracked

Yet deep within dwelt beauty, of a type so rarely seen
   Her eternity of timeless verse, visionary... and pristine

The Rat Race

Angst
        Pressure
     Tension Builds
  Nerves Tautly Wound
Stomach's Knot Tightens
   Imminent Deadline
     Boss's Threats
        Pressure
          Angst

Rewind

minds trip
skin touching skin
emotions erupt

no more no less
held tautly inside
comfort amid her sighs

lights flicker
time momentarily rewinds

Trust In You

At the tender stage of relationships,
the hand offered, lips not kissed, the bloom
of inner soul tautly wrapped 
just one more red rose bud to flame open,
women who are yearning for affection
see the bamboozle offered by the slick
as just one more abomination
to learn about love.
They show their distrust with scorn.
They attempt to cast their gaze away
but if touched lightly, as if dusted
with a light snow, they cease to struggle
as if they felt just, too, too cold.
They turn up lips, curious to see the taste
of someone kind, someone soft.
If cherished like every velvet petal of rose,
inhaled, enclosed, caressed, enraptured,
the relationship is no longer in doubt.

Moonlit Buffet

Moonlit Buffet
 
Is that laughter I hear
 floating about in the air
 or the cooing of the breeze
 as it teases the willow
 to dance with giggling glee
 before the sun sounds
 its final drum beat
 and night descends
 ------------ 

Inhale deeply…..
 drown peacefully
 with pleasure
 as the honeysuckle
 and wisteria share
 their sweet potent scent
 under cover of darkness
 beguiling the succulent
 to come and play
 ---------------- 

The softest of whispers
 hear we now ……
 the hushed soothing
 sound in the darkness
 as the breeze
 gentles its breath
 and the spider spins
 another web with
 thoughts of prey
 dancing tautly,
 wrapped and served warm
 on her homemade
 moonlit tray
 
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By: Debra Squyres 5/22/12

Love Snare

Time is a ribbon of silver thread
Spun by the spider, Space,
Cob-webbing Man’s bewildered face,
Snarling his dense, doomed head.

Love is the only sure weapon Man
Wields against the net
Time has woven and tautly set,
Sword it as best you can.

Sleep Off Or Out

In that tautly made hole
they rehearse on an icy sheet
and deer graze on the roof.

With boned limbs on a trunk
a pink witch pops into view:
chokes in giggles.

After which they desired to eat
the old creep’s snatch,
in the corner her laid out leg.

Thoughts In Concert

1.
Loose, frayed ends
Of connecting threads
Are left to wonder
Which of the treacherous passages
Pulled their unseasoned fragility
Too tautly.


2.
Is it the
Repetition in an existence
Of need and habit,
Without nuance or sight,
That fractures the heart of
Tired connections?
Perhaps, simply, the
Twisting journey of
Motion and rhythm
That unravels
The delicately wrapped cord
As disorientation
Turns it in circles?


Or might it be something beautiful
As when descant
Diverges from melody?

Wondrous Kite

She walks away.

Girlish and glorious
laughter
floats
through air
like a kite on a string
that pulls
tautly slipping through tightened fingers,
burning a little,
and slicing through 
if ever left unattended,

so preciously tensioned
against the cold
benumbing
wind. 

Tears begin to flow
but I do not know . . .
my heart?
or the wind?
If my heart, then am I sad
to be here on the ground
or joyful
to be watching the kite
fly? 

In answer, a quivering.

A wisp.

"She will not fall or float away while I hold her thus. 
She will be beautiful for me."

Wondrous.

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