Nature’s most fearsome orchestration
of sights, sounds and terrific movements
can feel like the very air we breathe
is being turned against us
as it manifests itself
in many forms of storms.
When earth becomes ungrounded,
it quakes inside its ancient bones,
filling souls with dread
as Mother Nature joins in,
birthing storm quakes
in large bodies of water.
As water fills earth’s veins,
it’s as if the planet bleeds from oceanic wounds,
which tumble over anything and anyone
standing in Mother Nature’s path,
showing those wounds as tsunamis.
Under certain conditions,
Mother Nature unleashes her fickle fury
as hurricanes that sweep over
coastal areas,
and in many other parts of the world,
tornadoes touch down just as unpredictably,
ravaging homes and entire cities,
whirling violently over the land -
claiming innocent lives in the wake
of great devastation.
Throughout all history,
Mother Nature, along with earth,
has exhibited her capricious disposition,
often at the most random of places and times.
Recently, however, humans have contributed
more and more to their own demise
as Mother Nature takes a deep breath
and then vehemently
exhales.
Snakes don’t always hiss
Some will kiss and hug you
Rub your neck after a long day
And tell you that they love you
Snakes don't always hiss
Sometimes they'll have your back
You might call em your “Dog”
And tell people "They're a real Cat"
In situations of self preservation
Some snakes take the form of rats
Snakes don't always hiss
Before they attack
Snakes don’t always hiss
Unpredictably they strike
When you least expect it
Is usually when they bite
Snakes don’t always hiss
Nor do they always bite
They can be present when you hop the fence
Or tuck you in at night
Snakes don't alway have a shape
But trust me you've been warned
You'll never know when or why
A snake will take it's form
To step back through time
to change what happened for good
is to risk yourself—
the wound you long to unmake
is the scar that forged our fate
One thread pulled apart
unravels what you can't see—
unpredictably
reshapes the tapestry threads
woven by intervention
Who dares choose which grief
was needless, or wrongly borne
in egg unscrambled—
erase one hurtful moment
unmakes strength in resilience
When you do return
to the new now you have made
the past is erased—
But your memories retain
the world that once held your past
Stand in the present
the only way time allows—
see what might have been
as way paving the future
teaching us not to turn back
As I gaze upward at the sky so blue,
I hope you’re resting well,
So that you can feel renewed.
The orange sky presents an extraordinary hue
When the snow blankets the mountainside,
And I wish for that mountain to rest peacefully.
You have an incredibly open heart,
A fine citizen and a romantic hero,
As the snow sparkles among the trees, it creates a work of art.
Snowballs are hurled from my dreams,
Quickly landing in the heart of nature and wildlife
In this unpredictable world.
Free-flying thoughts take their flight
From your creative mind,
Venturing into the beauty of nature and the comfort of the fireside.
Use your hands and eyes to solve problems;
Your talent has often been on display,
Imbuing various shades of color
To convey such meaningful news.
Naturally, I think of you
And all that you do,
High up on the mountainside where you tread so skillfully.
Feelings, like storms, disrupt the inner peace and leave the future uncertain
Hopes, like mountains, seen and far away to reach
Desires, like eternal, keeps running and stop’s nowhere
Thoughts, like lightning, shine, disappear, and keeps coming
Tears, like rains, clear the clouds and leave it’s
Sign
Life, like ocean meets river, people comes from various channels with infinite waves, some to live and some to leave
In the midst of striving with fate,
Searching for dreams that debate,
Here’s the reason not to be afraid,
To try harder and not hesitate.
They’re celebrating milestones in life,
The smile on their face shines, like winning in light.
With glittering eyes and curving lips so positive,
The dreams they’ve drawn are now real, fulfilled.
Crying isn’t always gloomy,
It means another life that shines brightly.
Thinking of a reason to live life to the fullest,
Genuine love as the light that brightest.
The laughter that brings others happiness,
The embrace that gives the feeling warmest,
A hug that touches the heart with faithfulness,
Eye to eye, sharing a love so pureness.
Every love in their flickering eyes,
Struggling sometimes, yet it’s the prize.
The mouth that opens unpredictably,
A heart that beats with excitement and warmly.
Realizing something—the want, not the need,
The so-called freedom offers another lead.
It’s about commitment, it’s about decision,
It’s about something in everything, bringing the conclusion.
"Shifts.."
In perception
Seem to happen
Unpredictably
Immediately as
Nothing appears..
Astoundingly
Without instruction
Without fanfare...
I hover outside the fringes of a distant crowd
a soft disquiet looming beyond the darkness
the moons of Jupiter sucking me into a shroud.
I choose to be pleasantly placid this moment
my eyes fixed at the faint glow of sunset
I will not be choked up in passions that torment.
Melding into an intimacy with the gathering dusk
I feel a chill leading me on a treacherous path
into a garden teeming with hyacinth and musk.
I fantasize a gnome will appear unpredictably
to make murky forecasts in its nave of shadows -
of a stilted, pained future in a poignant tragedy.
Shifting sounds of ocean waves unsettle me -
although clouds are churning under a windswept sky
I cling to the splendor of a serene life to set me free.
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"A weary world
Rejoices..for yonder
Breaks a new and
Glorious morn.."
Joy arises
With the sun..
Unexplained
Unpredictably..
Appearing as
The seeming
Persistent
Weariness...
Six summer nectarines
Nestling snugly in a bowl,
Lovingly and caressingly
Selected and arranged there
As if by a lover's hand.
Cool, flawless skin,
Firm, sweet, succulent flesh,
Curiously sensuous cleft,
And lush fruity perfume
Awaken in me,
Suddenly,
Unpredictably,
A vaguely conscious semblance
Of forgotten longings
Unabated,
And remembered passions
Unfulfilled.
I wish you would understand,
When you lend a hand
To some homeless people due to emotion,
Some people will think you destroyed relation.
When you don't help out few hypocrite friends;
Who keep wishing you bad and thinking to cut your hands.
I wish you would understand,
Reality of life and continue to stand.
huh! Life is sometimes unpredictably and inexplicably.
When many people are up and downward
Looking for different things and finding them hardly.
When you stand to help few desperate people in your ward,
it is so good my dear , humanity is always priority.
April 02/2023
Written for poetry contest sponsored by Edward Ibeh
Picked title: "I WISH YOU WOULD "
CIRLCLE OF LOVE AND SELF-REGARD:
Here's now a real prevised time...
Some people only get you grimed,
Since you don't disclose your plans,
For them to know what's on your mind.
Even if you accept to at least opine,
You sagely do that through a mime.
And they see it as a very wicked blow,
That you opt and unpredictably throw.
Which makes them grow insanely cold.
Hence, they unwisely become your foes,
Who always try to kill your beautiful soul,
As they unnecessarily stand to oppose.
But they don't get to know your goals,
That you've kept in a well covered bowl.
Truly, as you work manificently to grow,
They assume you to be acting saucy,
Though you don't stay by being flossy.
Yet, whenever you decide to speak,
You're being tagged as a rebel on heat.
So it's good you've been able to decide,
To intelligently move in the best line.
With regard to your mind and heart,
By holding yourself deeply with trust,
In the circle of love and self-regard.
Pets are hilarious to watch on television
Their reaction to things are unpredictably awesome
Instantaneous and cute
Quite lovable to boot
They crack me up with their strange fetishism
predictable rise
who knows
deer in the road
traffic woes
blackened skies
amidst the hush
parting clouds
a dawning blush
weather forecast
rain or snow
either or
unpredictably so
what ever happens
inside this day
uncontrollably
we have no say
December 5 2019
Predictable poetry contest
Sponsored by Nina Parmenter
In confidence, at three-card Monte when I'd choose,
A complete mark, I found myself destined to lose.
Pulling rabbits out of hats I was just a twit;
As a rank amateur whose hand always got bit.
Many times, I stacked poker decks to force an Ace
But wound up, predictably, with red on my face.
Underneath shiny tin cups, I shuffled dry peas
But bumbled badly with high regularity.
"Predictable" my friends told me since I was ten
Because I lost so oft, even I said “Amen.”
Asked one time to saw a woman in half and then
To quickly put back her beauteous halves again.
Instead, I swept her up my arms, asking to wed;
Unpredictably, to me it was “yes,” she said.
12/04/2019
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