There together, side by side.
He, the pilot; she, the ride.
Same but different is their focus:
Hers a pattern; his a locus.
His, of old, a line of red;
Hers coerce a twisted thread.
Hers, producing loops and cables;
His, a safe trip home enables.
His propels across the vast;
Hers are going nowhere fast.
Hers produce a supple fleece;
His, in excess, draws police.
Neither, for the other’s, wheedles;
Each observing different needles.
Categories:
wheedles, perspective,
Form: Couplet
*Image of Winners of Connecting by Pixabay
Close Encounters of the Best Kind
Anon celebrations plumb us adjusts,
preceding months were more compatible,
familial presence friends superfluous,
plain chat wheedles a bit less fragmental,
pooled consciousness markup valuable,
fruitful homily affect harmony,
ripes present blooms extended courtesy,
besieged turkey banquet crowds Christmas trees,
stanch observance occasions normalcy,
camaraderie and oneness appease.
Tis the choice of annuals hails bonus,
each control themselves appropriately,
contrasts ne'er build or they'd be a Jonas,
dovetail twirls a sensitive filigree,
our kindred tree naught a Genesis tree,
naught muddled rundowns so microscopic,
yarns curled scripts that were kaleidoscopic,
ensnared eyes courteous ears learn the spiels,
showpiece manifest substantive topic,
closing in prayer banks where heaven deals.
2021 November 03
Categories:
wheedles, appreciation, christmas, family, happiness,
Form: Dizain
Your agouti mix with your silver sleek shine,
Your genus “canis lupus” known throughout time.
You hunt in packs deep in the woods,
So stealthy and confident just like you should.
Carnivore mammal, tough as steel,
You ripped me apart for your last meal.
Untamed and wild beneath the the moon,
You've startled me in my pathetic cacoon.
Unraveled, strings pulled out of needles,
So high strung, and a beast who wheedles.
A savage predator from North America,
With ancestors spread through Northern Canada.
You came and left in the blink of my eye,
I heard you found a home somewhere near by.
First time I saw you I ended up on my knees,
Searched for shelter crying out for indemnity.
Last time I saw you my heart was in ruins,
It's only because of your tedious undoing.
Later than sooner when we meet again,
I'll pray for comfort and hope to suspend.
Your call of the wild screeches in my ears,
As you pass on your legacy throughout the years.
Your agouti mix with your silver sleek shine,
Next time you're near I'll be disinclined.
Categories:
wheedles, animal, fear, journey, metaphor,
Form: Couplet
For the angel in my dreams…
In your devout embrace, I feel my arctic emotions unfreeze
Heeding those sacred words that murmur like a hypnotic breeze,
Your unfeigned saintly tempest, emancipated my lovelorn shackles
With each unfettered breath, your deluge in me trickles
And cascades in my heart with crystal emotions,
Drenching my glistening soul with your starlit passions.
The effulgent moon, is a silhouetted portrait of your love at night
Its diamond mosaic wheedles and exploits your sensual sight,
It is a covetous reflection of your angelic visage
The godly beauty of you whole, lacks earthly lineage!
The measure of your love, is your love for me without a measure
Your heart body and soul, I earnestly swore to treasure
Those unbroken vows we made, remain vigil in my sleep
Agile they blossom at dawn, eternally I keep.
My seraph, in your immortal quilt my love is docile
I cherish your divine devotion, with a chaste decorous smile,
Without your felicity, my verdant feelings will be vain and void
And disconsolate! Of heavenly bliss, my life devoid.
Categories:
wheedles, devotion, love, heart, heart,
Form: Rhyme
Yogurt of wheedles
Purée blend pine beetles
Pinon trees needles
By Robb A. Kopp
Categories:
wheedles, nature
Form: Haiku
Unable to imagine attempting the steep descent before me;
I furtively follow a turquoise topped Canadian cabinetmaker
and her Aussie friend discuss a chair lift down?
With a grumble and groan
I realize there must have been a chair lift up!
After one aborted boarding of the lift
Pay, pay, one had to pay!
Where to pay? How to pay!
Ahhhhhhh, here silly Gaijin, pay here!
I grab the circling chair; hold tight to my “go bag”
and clamber to the seat.
And away we go. Echoes of Jackie Gelson!
I watch the wee ones whoosh and bounce by
swinging their stocking covered legs
adjusting their baseball caps “Go Tigers!”
“Take me out to the ball game wheedles its way
into my frontal lobes
The lyrics printed on the wall of a building
beside the train station (in English)
running pell-mell from mind to hum.
The lifted landed me with a running stop.
within an atrium on the top floor of a modern building.
Somewhere?
Oopps.
Categories:
wheedles, adventureme,
Form: Free verse