Shaped by and for wind
the free flowing mane
timetables share in
the horses of the plain
Gallop trot sprint unfold
climbing breezes oblivion
stoney story is told
sculpted in black obsidian
Herds mighty now stampede
on hooves brittle exposed
o’er rocky ground to succeed
the grasses’ tufts unimposed
Crashing prairie like thunder
wet glowing shape in steam
gathers around from under
yellow eyes black night scream
reflecting the tapetum lucidum
moon spreads across the fields
rulers of their night kingdom
the fruits of what they yield
The form speed and shape
lend the horse it’s prizes
furiously charging escape
from predators’ disguises
meant to be free forever
no man upon its back
mysterious and clever
evading animal attack
strength outward haughty
curving muscular weight
tall thin legs almost scrawny
belies it’s gentle gait.
But lightning they race
in full sprint together
dignity and grace
sans saddle or tether
Free as the rain or sun
their beauty intelligence shares
meant to gallup and run
no fences our world in theirs.
Categories:
timetables, freedom, horse, nature,
Form: Rhyme
MY DREAM VACATION
Sharing juicy oranges on a dusty Spanish pavement
The cloudless sky offers no respite from the relentless sun
Free of time concerns, we cycle to our next ad-lib adventure
Guided by suggestions not structure
Blown by the wind, we wing it to wherever
We are not bound by the books
They say: "life is just beyond your comfort zone"
I would add "memories do not follow a timetables"
The unknown awaits the unscheduled
I will long remember the feel of the sticky juice on my hands but the memories of luxury dinners have faded
But planless isn't always painless
Carefully consider your companion
A timid friend will be too traditionalistic to escape
An incautious friend may be imprudent or frivolous
A considered choice of companion opens off-road experiences
Be brave, be adventurous
Escape from conservative chains
Liberated, fly free.
Sponsor L MILTON HANKINS
Contest Name MY DREAM VACATION
Written 29 March 2022
Categories:
timetables, best friend, vacation,
Form: Imagism
*Image of Spa Coconut Bath Tubs by Pixabay.
The Spa: Fibonacci-Rhyme
The
Spa
when used
be confused
by most first-timers
yet not a case for old-timers.
As timetables vary per clients customary,
employees plan on weekly, shifts expected, with clientele care to be primary.
2022 January 14
HMS; 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, syllables.
Categories:
timetables, happiness, imagery, recovery from,
Form: Fibonacci
Often I drift back to my days of youth
to where life did begin; a rural treat,
those sharp brisk mornings a moorland uncouth
a naïve nakedness a one-way street,
simple things like the sun rise snow and sleet.
No timetables no worries to go wrong
tuneful mum dusting the blues in a song,
where fences were constructed to lean on
over which chat neighbours when ties were strong,
A relief thinking of those days long gone.
2021
Entered Mark Toney's
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile contest 15
30/9/2022
Categories:
timetables, nostalgia,
Form: Dizain
Heavy bags
Crooked backs
High expectations
Less leisures
Reference books
More than cope
Strict regulations
No bargains
Stiff timetables
Exhausted
No laughters
Only tears
Adults' dreams
Young guys' nightmares
Adults' fame
Young guys' game
Tensions on the heart
Stresses launched
Into thr air
Categories:
timetables, children, dream, education, fate,
Form: Free verse
I Dream of Being Wrong!
It's so frustrating, God but it seems that it's true
What I see in my heart it's Your pleasure to do!
Still, I wish Lord some dreams might get lost in Your will,
Though our lessons suggest, You feel love for us still.
"I AM" right! With no thinking? Do some share your dreams?
When I see evil coming, hate rise to extremes,
Should I climb in my ark Lord or trust rainbow's pledge
(As Trump's minions with arsenals dance on life's edge.)
When our timetables differ Lord, sometimes I fear
That my prayers (am I selfish?) did not find Your ear,
Must men soil the whole planet till climate suspends
Any hope of survival? Flea's fleas have no friends!
With the heat slowly rising, firebugs in a sweat
An iceberg in hell dies of sunstroke and yet,
All the science deniers toast first! What a joke!
They did exit with flair! "Oh my God! 'Rapture' Smoke!"
Brian Johnston
7th of October 2018
Categories:
timetables, humor, political,
Form: Rhyme
the roses of my life are blooming again
i am on my next ride
i feel as if i am going to win
my walk in perfect motion....i have it all in stride
your kiss is like timetables of prosperity so radiantly parallel
our next journey we so eagerly await
whether we hang glide, jump the waves, or parasail,
we simply float freely through each and every gate
Categories:
timetables, uplifting,
Form: Rhyme
I played insane games with my brainwaves, leaving psycho-spiritual stains in the astral plane, collapsed synapses, bruises, scratches, this ain’t magic, it’s incompetence
Unconscious but alive, same as everyone else in the supply chain on the physical plain: is it wrong that I’m still here, I’m in a contract of astonishment
My epiphanes are crystalline, they’re bought and sold like nicotine - indecisive? Lived your life by your choices? Spoilt for choice? That’s not a punishment
These mental ball games, throttled thoughts of pearly tall gates, hadn’t you ought to stop painting a portrait of yourself as a sore saint? It’s getting monotonous.
Train timetables, tortured habits
Surfing rings far from the planet
Ailing adversaries, damaged
goods is how we’ve always managed
http://samnicholasharrison.tumblr.com/
Categories:
timetables, addiction, change, depression, mental
Form: Rhyme
As adults we walk around the streets and parks
with a face saying “I know where I’m going,”
“I know what I’m doing”.
Timetables, manuals, diaries, and journals somehow
find themselves in our pockets,
as form of reassurance for “I know what I’m doing” slogan.
Other times we show a blank expression on our faces,
when the weather forecasters go all wrong;
when life savings end up in a pyramid scheme;
when heroine dosage goes out of control;
when we blame the stars for a breakup…….
Uncertainty breaks apart our certainty……
Poet name: Teddy Kimathi
Date of entry: 12/10/2015
For the contest: Creative Layouts
Sponsor: Broken Wings
Categories:
timetables, art, imagery, life, world,
Form: Free verse
i congratulate and uplift
i never put down
does not matter if whatever is more than my less
i am proud
too many people put down
too many people spread hate
too many people waste needed energy
instead, why not encourage instead of discourage
there are levels of speed in life
there are timetables when it comes to blessings
there is One who Oversees it all
at the end of each everyday....it is up to Him anyway....
that being said, on yourself you are committing a crime
congratulate and uplift i say....instead of ultimately wasting your time
Categories:
timetables, growing up, growth, how
Form: Free verse
Good morning my Sweetheart
Although you’ve got nothing to gain
Your love is as pure as the imminent oncoming rain
Wipe sleep from your wakening eyes
And prepare for the oncoming day
With needles and diets and timetables
No respite nor no time to delay
From pains in your tummy
And bloods taken throughout the night
I wonder at all how you manage to love me in spite
Of the pains you go through
You’ve a heart brimming so full of love
No remorse nor self pity
You’re my Princess my Angel my Dove
Though life can be cruel
And at times it can seem so unfair
The tolls that we pay and the burdens oft’ too great to bear
I’d lay down my life
And all that I’ve left that’s worth giving
To grant you a wish and afford you
A life that’s worth living
For my little Princess …
Categories:
timetables, father daughter, my child,
Form: Rhyme
"I am appalled," the administrator said
..."I am appalled by your recommendation."
yet utterly correct, it soon proved to be
for years anonymous, the implied accusation
Challenger "slipped the surly bonds of Earth"
and surely those scientific souls perished
to "Touch the face of God" was said henceforth
but always, in all ways, their memory cherished
Roger Boisjoly*, and a few who knew the truth
also, felt smacked-in-the-face by appalling
as guilt and horror were revealed through proof
let "only the facts speak" was the higher calling
when timetables are allowed to tip the scale
without regard to even more profound losses
we could learn to let probable facts prevail
and overrule overbearing bosses, whatever the cost is
foregoing of foretelling, is unfortunately compelling
© Goode Guy 2012-02-07
* pronounced: (Fr) Beaujolais
http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/2012/02/06/146490064/remembering-roger-boisjoly-he-tried-to-stop-shuttle-challenger-launch?ps=cprs
http://www.npr.org/player/v2/mediaPlayer.html?action=1&t=1&islist=false&id=146490064&m=146483712
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space_Shuttle_Challenger_disaster
Categories:
timetables, angst, death, dedication, education,
Form: Quatrain
Screaming to the clouds, relentless rain and breathless apathy.
Beautiful in the midst of the imaginary storm.
‘You left me to scars, Robert Smith and this twisted .45’, as if anyone was listening.
Railway line, as if a train ticket could fix anything.
Suited disapproval, facing last nights clothes and the knowledge she’s not been home.
Platforms and timetables, blur into one irrelevant escape.
Nights and days, just as if the sun dictates what she should be doing.
They call if time, she threw her watch into the river and considered following it.
Summer, ‘08
Teenage years, the best of your life
Twisted: fantasy, reality
And the fine line between the two.
Categories:
timetables, teen
Form: Free verse