POETRY IS A RECITED ART
as folk talk
&recite
they naturally
pause
after one breath..
thus gramatical symbols
are superfluous..
tradition calls
for capitals
at beginning of lines ..
but again spoils
the flow
as most will
unthinkingly
hesitate
...thereat
so also ' lines'
as such
are an irrelevance
in this open
context
.,without these things
each person
brings a uniqueness
to the poem..
much as
we all do
when looking at
a work art
or
touching
a tactile sculpture ..
a poem
is
or should be
similar
Categories:
unthinkingly, poetry,
Form: Didactic
Happy Hour is one drink short
of a buzz.
She’s found her remote
it was in the back of her mind
where remoteness begins.
It’s been a tough year so far
what with all this
apocalyptic going on,
but that’s not why
she changed the channel in her head,
it’s what I unthinkingly said
while swallowing down
one last slurp of margarita.
It was the words
that slid out of my mouth
that triggered her to turn me off,
and watch a revenge movie instead.
I'm determined that tomorrow
I will mix the drinks
and we won’t run dry,
just as long
as I can find a liquor store
amongst the rubble of our lives.
Categories:
unthinkingly, poetry,
Form: Free verse
I don’t write pretty poetry.
Life’s just not like that.
Sometimes it’s high,
Sometimes it’s flat.
Love doesn’t run smoothly
For we are human and frail
And sometimes we succeed
Most of the time we fail.
We often hurt others
Though not meaning to
It’s just one of those things
We unthinkingly do.
We’d like maybe to say sorry
But we’re hurting inside
And admitting being wrong
Clashes with feelings of pride.
So, I try to be considerate
Try not to insult or hurt,
To stay in the background,
Try not to self assert
Try to be considerate
In what I do and say
Try to gain the most
From every single day.
So,I don’t write pretty poetry,
Feet firmly on the ground
I try to reflect daily life
As it happens all around,
That doesn’t need pretty poetry.
Categories:
unthinkingly, philosophy,
Form: Rhyme
I was appalled, no I was horrified
flipping through
the channels and I do it quickly
I saw the Steve something show on.
I could not understand the speech
of the whites
they obviously suffered from
some type
of congenital birth defects
talking about who has been intimate with who's brother and sister
and any thing else that moved.
Then I saw the audience
the flood of white trash left me
devastated.
And as to whom would condone such
an obvious
Exploitation of such damaged
creatures.
And I realized why the Republicans
would want them all,
to have as many children as possible
without any means to support them.
Should they be paid to be sterilized?
I confess after I
put the Lions and Bears game on
I secretly turned my head and unthinkingly,
I knew that
I would allow them to do it.
And now I have a better understanding of
why the police dislike going to their home's
a number of times each month.
Categories:
unthinkingly, 12th grade,
Form: Carpe Diem
CONSEQUENCES
The closer grow the trees, they more contend
To reach t’ward sky and seek the Sun they crave
Competing yet makes harmony in blend
Like soaring columns of a gothic nave
The meadow grasses now above waste high
Among their reaching stems blue damsels reel
Wild oats and barley shelter butterfly
And weave a downy carpet ‘cross the field
Could such Elysium arrive by chance
Of chemistry unthinkingly conceived
Or so, decreed by God to thus enhance
And bless the lives of all who may perceive
A plan that’s micro-managed in all sense?
Or splendid unintended consequence
[P.S. Or a bit of both]
Categories:
unthinkingly, life,
Form: Sonnet
Just as we breathe
With effortless ease
Automatically
Unthinkingly
Let our reflex instinct
Be empowered & distinct
Radiating love divine
Seeking to align
All who we touch by sight
With thought in fond delight
Both alive & dead
In books or on internet read
All with no exclusion
No discrimination
Equal joyful elation
In our constant meditation
Pure intent with but one aim
Awakening love in all the same
As vibrational alignment
With Ohm in bliss enlivenment
Thus moment to moment
Love outpouring omnipotent
As a mist of golden light
Heals & delights
Enigmatically
Osmotically
All touched by mind & sentience
In pure childlike innocence
Just as no name we assign
To the sublime divine
Person by person layer by layer
We envelope in our prayer
Resolutely
Magically
Until the meditation
Becomes our flowing orientation
Moment to moment day & night
Outcomes any our transmission bright
As the singular absolute vibration
Ohm with which we are in resonation
Self illuminating divine entwined radiance
Each in aloneness reclaiming luminescence
Categories:
unthinkingly, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Within her I see, all the good, the bad, the prettiest ugly
The tormented Queen, lost in her Princess Diaries
Want to be, wanting to be, so miserably happy
She screams, echoing in tunnels of bad memories
Voices of envy, conspiring, but meant nothing
In front of the, touching, skin curls up now crawling
Intensity, what one believes, abstract mentality
Killing spree of who breathes, inhale the disease
Then buries unthinkingly, the thoughts needed to be
To be...SET FREE...set free...
bmdavey@06/14/20
Categories:
unthinkingly, deep, identity, irony, psychological,
Form: Free verse
Pretense blinks unthinkingly
prominent neon sign
Promoting delicious wishes
heady aspirations primed
Porous ears absorb spiel
Charmed python entrancing rises
Web weaving traitor traps
victim with outlandish surprises
Silkily wrapped casualty constrained
unsuspecting pawn amusing lure
Deceipt's imminent death awards
trust's established pristine pure
Glitz will blitz framework
Compulsive claims manifest
Embellishment dispelled reveals
authenticity's skeleton undressed
Facade unfastened, centre radiates
fanciful distractions fewer
Universality within, truth begins
ribcage contents not obscured
Fantasies bring brief buoyancy
beguiling sunlit lake beckons
Submerged, burdened by treachery
sub-plot sinks with deception
Scope of hope propels
Capable fables capture listeners
Sugary cubes stirred dissolve
friction breaks tenuous fiction
Candid connection invites valour
Ethics draw worthy goals
Integrity's impeccable map guides
shared navigation nourishes souls
Categories:
unthinkingly, corruption, truth,
Form: Rhyme
There are too many of us.
Unyieldingly sane, unthinkingly sane, all too sane,
too few know this.
There may be enough,
there'll never be enough for you,
but we'll persist unfailing
because I need some of it too.
The City. Madness pretends to wait until dusk.
The lie is lazily believed.
A mad night followed a mad day,
and both were almost the same,
but a fancy was believed
because sanity, mean as a viper, felt safer in the light.
The hordes persist
and I want some of it too.
14th July 2018
Categories:
unthinkingly, urban,
Form: Free verse
I wish that I felt closer
To people
And so could understand
what makes them act the way they do
Unthinkingly
Instinctively
So often in their own best interests
And not in mine.
Categories:
unthinkingly, confusion,
Form: Free verse
entered said market seconds later,
and dye motioned (to her) as she sigh
lent lee reached same idle sturdy cart,
which ordinarily requires a quarter to pry
loose from a train of chained property.
I unthinkingly, reflexively, and blithely my
deferred politesse she took possession of cart.
Within instantaneous affirmation je
nais sais quais consent given for her
to load groceries in sought after cart, this guy
noir got fast impression immediately formed,
whereby visually this chic chica to die
for spurred enticement as very pleasing
Halloween eye candy, hence desirable allie
madamoiselle in question totally tubularly
unaware of lovelorn spate. Minutes before
tardy reaction (and perfect comeback
ex post facto) momentarily preoccupied chore
viz reviewing mental check list, my intent
to act with courage and acknowledge a door
quick to close. Her (unbeknownst)
attractiveness to me. Upon inadvertently
froze me like Eeyore
Categories:
unthinkingly, blessing, dream, feelings, freedom,
Form: Free verse
She cried and screamed what's wrong with me
I believe I'd sell my soul
To find out why this anger haunts me
Why do I lose control?
I always hurt the ones I care for
It's a battle every day
Do I hate myself so much
That I'm pushing them away?
Her self esteem was taken away
When she was just a child
Adopted at the age of four
Hungry, abused, sexually defiled
How can we as human beings
Turn and look the other way?
Animals don't treat their young like that
Will there be a judgement day?
Flashbacks come and stir the fires
Of the pain she can't forget
She lashes out unthinkingly
Then her heart fills with regret
Teach her to love the person she is
Install a sense of pride
Teach her to look within her soul
And see the beauty deep inside
Don't turn away when this anger comes
Don't give up on this child in pain
She'll give you a world of sunshine
If you hold her through the rain.
If you hold on long enough, the child doesn't have an excuse to quit on
herself. Too many, parents, foster parents, adopted parents give up too soon and
the child becomes systemized.
Categories:
unthinkingly, caregiving, social, child, anger,
Form: Quatrain