“Love weaves a mysterious magic spell”
Enchanted heart light pulse no rein can quell
Moonbeam frenzy rippling through souls entwined
Dark midnight hour gasp a charmed sleigh bell
Golden whispers permeate our hub aligned
Pearl-eyed lustrous jinx free oath undersigned
We bare toe dash at wishful madcap pace
As eros leaves its comet far behind
Early red dawn passion etched in sheer lace
Spring day mystic zenith, her glow tone face
Closer to nirvana, deep first blush team
Eternal heaven, haunt, or secret space.
Breath of sky rapt tender link’s heady stream
Otherworld amidst engagement ring theme
Doves that skim and coo silver froth afloat
Bright souvenirs en route unveil a gleam
Sensual laughter spurs hypnotic note
blithely fosters harmonising fond quote
Erotic fervour cast your lucky shroud
O'er honeymooner’s trance on dream boat
Line 3
Text message coming through
From an unknown sender undersigned
Saying what the hell is up with you
So I replied
If you want to know I will definitely tell you
Exactly how long have you got as
this may just take a while
You see I am currently stuck at a
crossroads in my life feeling fragile
Suffering from a fractured heart
brought on by none other than me
And I don't know which and in what
direction I should turn next
Should I go left or shall I go right
Stay on my forged path of troubled woes
As all's I know is there is no turning
the clock back
I know that , that is now the only wrong way
As that is the how and and why I
found myself at this very point
standing right here
Crying endlessly
Heartbroken
The concrete we walk upon
The rock face we just climbed
It’s all just solidified dust
That somehow found design
The grass in meadows below
The trees in forests behind
It’s all just carbon atoms
That somehow recombined
The water in our oceans
The oxygen our lungs refine
It’s all just gaseous elements
That’s somehow in decline
The space in our cosmos
The conscience in our minds
It’s all just part of being alive
That somehow dies over time
The belief in redemption
The heaven we wish to find
It’s all just hopes and prayers
That somehow this poem is blind.
By
David kavanagh
ONE DAY IN MAY
I didn’t hear the call that day
Instead I chose to fall away
I didn’t care what it had to say
Instead I chose to join the fray
It was a humid day in May that year
When a call came to make it clear
That warning fell on a deafened ear
When woefulness approached all too near
Today I recall that day too well
It’s part of the reason I’ll wretch in hell
I had a great deal of problems to quell
And so I fell under a specious spell
That call was ignored by a worrisome mind
And two blue eyes demanded blind
It hurts to look ahead as well as behind
For a meager junkie, me, the undersigned
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A letter of Understanding
A memo from my boss
Just days gone by, it read
I ask, understand, the economy is under
I got to cut a piece from your pay
Understand
Then a letter from the landlord
Undersigned by the lawyer
Understand, it starts
The market is under
I got to raise the rent
Understand
The electric bill is funny
But the water bill is funnier
The both blame the rain that takes long to come
And when it comes it’s too much to bear
So understand the slight change for now
Understand
Not that the fare was fair
I fear there’s something to understand
It is fueled by fuel
So, just a little more is fair
Understand
My house help
Has looked at me
She is wondering if I really understand
Where she stands
I understand, the economy stinks
Now in my hands’ a letter today
From my baby’s school, another from the Nanny Nursing home
Will my child understand why I don’t want to open the letters?
And my pregnant wife
Will she understand why I want her to delay the pangs?
Or will I understand
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