Nearly lost my at work because….
…yes someone has died and I think you might be
next
Turn that frown
…only if gravity changes
Are you okay
…well I was until you came closer
Can I phone anyone for you
….the hospital tell them your blood type
I again not a psychopath
but their is definitely traces
If you need a shoulder to cry on
always pick the one with a hunch
Would you like to talk
not really haven’t stopped for most of my life
The person who bought the thing
that the thought they liked
doesn’t
Sony gave away their stock vr units with the new ps5
Sorry that’s an advert in my poem
then I want a percent
Aging …………………………………my poetry
beyond the abed bird
Not having a good day
excuse me I just need to fill up my chainsaw it is in my locker
Categories:
vr, poems,
Form: Free verse
Today the boy, wanting to stay tuned, grabbed the VR
Sweating profusely, needed a washcloth bathing
Boys don’t enjoy Sundays but they do after all
The class in awe of Revelation, wanting more
fruit, casserole, sweets and godly treats
We were at the movies when the sermon broke in
and we wept as the sinners waded into the baptismal
Back home, the grabster and the friend on other end
A friend, who knows not him
Sitting with my wine in a boot, or something like that
Watching Martha, feeling sorry for her but elated
for she related to the prisoners
It is dark now and rain’s now in my boot
I take a sip and fall asleep
or rather
write a poem, from the hip*
*from the hip - to act impulsively, like drawing a gun from the holster.
Categories:
vr, day,
Form: Free verse
“Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.”
—Langston Hughes
Cream of Crop Showers
The world seems smaller, inside within quarters, no sun.
But the yellow wonder is like lightning outside, not done.
Inside there is the brightness of the youngest grand.
Consuming all the rays of sunshine, each grain of sand.
The community park would burn within minutes our skin,
so the schoolager finds friends, swings his arms to win.
The VR helps a bit on closeted days that aren’t cooled by rain.
Those greedy clouds won’t spill their shimmering champagne.
With “cream of crop” showers, I imagine us stomping, making pies
with mud, running through the streets, splashing, loving the rise.
Dare the lightning to strike, we’d grab our swords and fight.
We’d reduce its commotion locomotion to a wee little light.
All wet, with flip flops flying like frisbees into puddles deep.
We’d be like fish, who don’t care if they’re slippery, and leap.
The skies today hold promise, covering over the brightness.
Will the heavens lie to us today or do they hold forthrightness.
Categories:
vr, rain,
Form: Couplet
For days on days now in our house we’ve thought of ways to save money.
Perhaps the rule should be only to spend when we feel the scratching in our tummies!
We thought about the sewing machine to mend and make do. This was value engineered when we found a pack of sewing needles too.
We contemplated the lack of wine would make us healthier as well!
The cheaper biscuits taste just fine but we’ll give these up, what the hell!!
Walking on feet attached to legs is a novice yet tried and tested means of transport, who knew?
It’s nice to live in sixties Britain in twenty twenty two!
We’ll give the PS5 games a miss and now a hula hoop will do!
What’s the point in V.R. Games when you climb and fall out of a tree for free?
I never knew you could re-use tea bags… perhaps not though with Yorkshire Tea!
Categories:
vr, appreciation, life, money, motivation,
Form: Free verse
Or i in the inn of the Djinn of the winning whim
Sorry for all those things i am going to do
looking in the shadow
for something
looking for me
Give away my free will
not by choice
The aliens have landed
but humanity's in a VR helmet
and haven't
notice
if you have noticed this notice
just to say
thanks for
noticing
if i lived forever
would i ever be happy
Angels shake their heads
while demons chorus tutting
if i could give a i wouldn't
Forcing my last breath as i spit at death
holding the grain by the grain
write in the wrong mind of frame
We of the ird
The abs of the bird
Cases full of knots and nuts
Put an m at the start of my ad
men until the until
Treeing out the wrong bark
Broke the Hatters favourite hat
he might be a little upset
Peoople is strange
When you are Strange
Error no such data
Wy do we need the h
Free with all my eeks
oddded an extra d
adde an negative d
Pecking at ever uliar
Arranged the d pacifically
Specifically specimen unspecified
A chain
Mis-----sing linked
Never blinked
cause i don't want to open my eyes
Categories:
vr, poetry,
Form: Free verse
LUCY
Born on ‘break dawe
Amber seeping across
Eyes th’were slumber behold
Her rise slow from dep’s azure
Pregnant buzz, breeds through chill moss
Brims ‘vr damp leaves
An unchasten world longs
Amber seeping across
A dilute earth humming
Awaiting warm release
Anticipation
Brims ‘vr damp leaves
Aware…There’s something coming
Slow spread of sparkling teardrops
Dancing at ease
Captured by richness
Awaiting warm release
At once cyan erupts!
Beauty blinding, she reprieves
Dominating clear sky
Warmed teal ‘wash moves spry
Dancing at ease
Evermore affords her lucent centre, underneath yarely
Here, she comes beam'ly
Glow, rising warmly
My divine… Lucy.
Categories:
vr, beauty, desire, environment, imagery,
Form: Free verse
I’m cold to the bone
All my life I have wandered alone
Though billions intone
Those others stray from my mind…
I trust my heart
To seal the truth of what I find:
The essence that reminds me
of seeking and of finding
that love
of mine.
With one breath
Rises the fate
That two hearts long to- to align
For this life
Dreaming of faith
in love
shall I now presume
to become all that I am and pursue
The wonder ensued
The wonder she still invokes..
or wander with
All thoughts wrest into needless flight:
Obscurely swirling blindly
A chance hands clasp in binding
for warmth
From cold
I am here
Waiting for you
To reveal what you hold inside
This unknown
Channels a dream
Of life
now follow the dream
calling forth to establish a scene
the things we have seen
leaves motives unbridled... yet,
still cold reserve…
assumptions dancing through the verbs…
the cells inside enliven
coalescing an alignment
of love
for you
all my heart,
all of my love
every thing this life shall reveal
all my will
given to you
my love.
Categories:
vr, dedication, hope, love, song-time,
Form: Lyric