I have feelings like: bursts of not being lonely.
But mostly lonely.
Zaps me.
And I’m covered up in a tarp, almost.
Withering.
I have shivers like using my teeth to tear old cobwebs.
Horrible.
But my strong eyes lasted this long.
My “worn out” is shuttering.
I do have feelings of not being lonely, sometimes.
But mostly that strong, tattered, withering, strange feeling.
I toss the lonely into the dumpster.
My blank stare takes me home.
Delighting our Black Caps chaps
Uniting fans fighting nite nite naps
Gaslighting Indian foes mishaps
Rewriting those cricketing maps
As the Black caps hit their straps
Darryl the toast the host soul saps
Gunbarrel straight out of the traps
They unravel yet another six slaps
Our great festive carol never flaps
A late Christmas pressie unwraps
Flicks & tricks spate picks the gaps
Indian spinners fate sinners lapse
Black caps chaps claps & back slaps
Kiwi yippee we see diddy GP scraps
Even that fat cat Virat finally snaps
Zen of Darryl and Glen victory laps
After white-wash a chance perhaps?
Hitch both Ajaz & Mitch under wraps
No Will or Matt but still Indians zaps
The plush crushed can’t turn off taps
Out gunned out spun another collapse
Lush waves rush flush with Black caps
the camelia blooms
despite freezing temperatures
off and on since fall
I, like the camelia have
some buds of beauty inside
gone is outward push
since death visited our house
strength is needed now
grief has hold and zaps my heart
Jesus, comfort me once more
daily my prayer streams
upward to heaven it flows
all our hopes and dreams
seemed lost, but His love restores
He answers my prayers so
hope isn't lost, but changed
change can be good in time, please
open my heart now
let change enter, outward flow
others will see blossoms show
challenging sky releases the fantastical beast
his veined wings are amazingly opaque and pretty
I wish I could fly through the night sky like he
Ruffled clouds seem to spur him on
Ordinary animals must be in awe of this bat
Pirate of the sky
The quintessential strange one
Electricity zaps across the horizon
Razor-like nails are spied on the beast as he gets closer
A fantastic being who will be in my dreams tonight
I stack it high, but don’t sell it cheap, don’t sell it at all
It accumulates wall to wall, floor to ceiling, a mountain tall
The task is horrible, it zaps my energy, makes me tired.
Sorting, cleaning and throwing are things of which I am not wired.
I feel exhausted in this troubled cluttered room
I make phone calls, or contract relatives using Zoom
They give me all kinds of advice on what to throw and what to keep
I don’t take any of it; this mess makes me want to wail and weep.
I decided to try meditation
after a failure of medication
started with a flame on small candle white
lulled into quiet sense that all was right
curtains flying now, wind is inside with me
in zaps and zips, I feel wild electricity
there’s more energy I am refreshed now
meditation is a magnificent kick, a real wow!
she avoids crowds
too many feelings
chaos and dissention
She does better with positivity
Negativity takes her strength
Zaps her energy
Throws her into a terrified state
She does not frequent stadiums, carnivals or festivals
Waitresses stay and talk
Telling her their life stories
As her annoyed family shoots mean looks
Which the waitress usually does not notice
Strangers on the street love her attention
She tries to not make eye contact
Some follow her home
It is rare to find an empath and everyone wants one
Alternating Current
A very bad alternating current who
ill-treats me with
zaps has a
great aptitude for
math.
POINT ZERO
Birth slipped into fast flowing
rivers of patterned fissures
her arching brows brazen
searching sagaciously
microscoping every moment
tangoing across thorny
thickets
Hope gazed at her prayer
puzzle poised with pensive
pencils plaintively planting
plantains for pink parakeet
caressing spines singing
softly stirring custard
pudding
Love thought she was best
berry fruit from which fragrant
juice poured jetting jewels
a silver sabre silently stared
further from truth she stood
a sacked saga sagged
Death smiled enigmatically
held Birth, Hope and Love
in oblong esteem observing
Time’s oval ovaries to strike
sublime a node through
which she sodium sucked
Point Zero zipped in sidelong
zaps dishing each zappy
zodiac zones showering
all four with Infinity’s
zygotes zooming
Point Zero was Hero !
©GhairoDanielsPoetry
&Song2021
Lightning flashes
Thunder crashes
Lightning zooms
Thunder booms
Lightning zips
Thunder rips
Lightning zaps
Thunder claps
Lightning flares
Thunder blares
Lightning shocks
Thunder rocks
Lightning gleams
Thunder screams
Lightning glows
Thunder blows
Lightning lightens
Thunder frightens
Sweltering heat from all around
Zaps my energy sweat dripping to the ground
Heavy breathing lungs seem to fail
Oxygen low to no avail
Summers’ heat unbearable to some
To the beach to have a little bit o’ fun
Salty ocean cools my soul
Mind and body now a whole
Seagulls high within the sky
Dropping clams to watch them die
Sandy granules upon my feet
Ocean water is just so sweet
Every single individual has an expectation.
We are blinded by our greed and deception.
We expect one leader to set the pace.
Every single day, the hunt seems to advance.
We find what is true in our quest block.
It zaps us with an electric eel-like shock.
It's not the one in charge of our social life.
Between friends or family, we evade strife.
Love and friendship are what we seek.
Or a hill that we must soar to the peak.
We grasp our vitality from the love we feel.
Our freedom is driven in portion by this deal.
If we're lucky, our youth will be sans fear.
We'll dance in the green forests all year.
Written: July 24, 2022
SUPERMAN?
“POW!; “SPLATT!” say the speech bubbles
In the Superman cartoon
As our hero zaps the baddie
And zooms off round the moon.
>b>Tick tock goes the clock
As he swishes through the air.
And the hands have scarcelyticked a tock
Before he’s back standing there.
But when exposed to Kryptonite,
He loses his powers again.
Coughing and spluttering, sneezing atishoo,
Weak in the arms of Lois Lane.
With the Kryptonite safely removed,
He sighs and jumps up from the floor.
Then he’s off to save the world again
And POW and SPLATT once more
6th July 2021
Omomatopoeic poetry contest
Sponsor - Emile Pinet
Stay in the pink with Zinc
Zinc Zaps Zits.
Zinc off!!!
ouch! ouch! ouch!
pesky wasps
mosquito’s
and bugs
have eaten me alive
scratch scratch
itch itch
I'll treat my skin
with soothing lotion
then seek revenge!
my electric
fly swatter
zaps them
soon they’re doing
the dying fly!
17 syllables per stanza, checked with ps soup counter
A Buggy Tanka Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by ML Kiser
09/01/21
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