Take me to apple orchards,For walks in lavender fieldsShow me colors so idyllicMake me forget darknessOn the road and in my destiny!Adorn me with terracotta jewelsTrinkets of clay, as sublime, fragileAs my soul that will discardAll that seems so precious today!
Let me now observeOngoings of our worldHas it gone insaneOr sloshed with disdain?How has it replacedAll the love with hate!When friends are foesFor opinions they spokeDo we bury the voicesOr risk being trolled?When men are up in armsDo we cower or take a chance,To make amends, to call outThe lies and cover upsThe slyness andContinue reading “Trolled”
Frenetic winds of chaosBlowing in our faceAn ever-growing frenzyThrowing us in a dazeStunned, a few wonderAt this tempest of hate;Where did we learn toSpeak in tongues falseWrite in crooked waysWhen did we go silentAnd chose to turn away?Is there hope stillFor truth and trust,To recover our lexicon,Or all is lost in this storm?
My mind melts, like ice on sherbetUnder a pink moonIn a summer glazeA resolve that breaksA resilience that failsPoison on the rocksTrickling into nooksGolden liquid, crimson tearsSoothing with shallow intoxicationPain of the mind, not of the soul!
I am wandering, wonderingHow to balance lifeTo surrender or striveTo capture the momentOr let the memories fly by!In the space between thoughtsWhere I often feel lostI am seeking answersTo saunter, gallop, or stop?
Sublime requestsOf my creative mindOverturned by demandsOf a cerebral strife.Shackled to cubicles,Paints and brushesPaper and inkYarn and hooksPainfully exchangedFor butter and bread.Amusing musingsGarrulous silenceThoughts playingHide and seek inMy restive mindWanting to break freeOf the daily grind.Unfinished pages nowBrittle and yellowMocking blank canvasWaiting for a splatterOf pictures and words.My mind is whereI left the crochet hookAnContinue reading “Daily Grind”
Time after timeI return to the gladeOf joyous thoughtscapeSilver dandelionGolden sunraysAroma of a picnic lunchLove notes in the basketIn windswept lettersOn fragile paperGossamer storiesOf loving, leaving, longingBlowing in the breezeWith yellow petalsWrinkled memories
It was a sultry afternoon. The day stretched endlessly, waiting for twilight. The orange popsicles stained his tongue but didn’t quench his thirst. He wasn’t sleepy for lack of physical activity. He read books, heard songs on his laptop, played mobile games but time stood still, fatigued by the heat of the Indian summer. Bored,Continue reading “Edge of the Map”
Rescue me fromThe web of cerebrationCrushing my innardsClutching my heartMaddening my soulWith another boutOf stifling anxiety!Thoughts growingLike tendrils within meSqueezing, squishingBody, spirit, inside outSquirming in my brainTwisted imaginationTriggering a volcanoOf anguish fear, guiltThe demons they win;Primeval joy, lost in the din!
Time for strawberry mojitosMulberry plucked from treesPalash flowers and tomatoesAblaze with red so deepLavender teas, minty greensBrown delight of cold coffeesSweet fruits of labor, nowTangy orange preservesThe sun seeping in nectarTo return from slumberWith full force of summerUntil then let me swingIn the silver hammockWherever the wind swaysAn open book, still unreadAs sparrows make acquaintanceAbuzzContinue reading “Spring in the Air”