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emotional sway

wick of predawn succors
as it leisurely
comes
alive…

it gnaws night on tiptoes
anointing with light saber
all shoulders as if “knighting”
sleepy
….

I too repeat
rituals by rote
poring oil inside thirsty lamp of my craving
soul…..

light
sounds now emanate
from backyard crickets, feathereds
are quickening to liveliness
..

today I will
sieve light determinedly
daubing blues with shiny
white-outs
….
heart …one organ
besides pumping blood
is a reservoir of emotions that allows grief
its say.. some days
..
stiff upper lips
can quiver
tremulously weakened by mushy
heart’s sway

picking up
happiness
set aside as “layaway” I shall
gag grief’s heave

letting
it hug
sniffle hand squeeze
then finally leave

image: google

 

 

you, me, us

we wear
us as one
togetherness….
in our individual
uniqueness

you bring unstated
love to our table
I ..my headlong
gushes warmly
gurgling, uber tactile

thus we spend
our sunset years
feet dangling
at eternity’s ledge
when at rest

two vagabonds
full of restlessness
in soul, unbridled
curiosity to world
at large rove

bitten by cabin fever
more times than not
we psyche our beaten
bones to “man up”
ready, steady go!

thus we neither bide
time nor grim reaper
thumbing our noses
at both, tweaking
theirs instead….

love is love
it dons shape
per individual
forms..our moulds
were possibly thrown!

we wear
us as one
togetherness..
in our individual
uniqueness
..

 

IN Custody

Image: wiki
~

A beautiful couplet
took my breath away
Trying to translate its exquisite nuances
Is keeping me awake….
….

Taking each literal word
in my mouth I let
it melt ….an ice cube astride a neat shot
Giving me a natural euphoric high…..
….

besotted by it’s
gorgeousness I’ve arrived
At a poetic impasse..that neither lets me
move forward nor backwards as I playfully
….

Continue fawning, wooing each nuance with my
tongue bordering on the risqué fully in it’s embrace
As if it were a writhing physical
being in throes of petit morts
…..

March 27, 2017

clouds have
manhandled
toothless sun
cowering behind
shorn trees, houses
glory days
come
go
Sun’s day
will
also
come
I
sure
hope
so!

Alice in Wonderland

Alice in wonderland
persona
takes leaps
of faith –
….treading time
in centuries
old place(s)
tracing
mind’s fingers…
with deja vu
moments
akin
to effervescent
feet
dancing
on graves
……
I return
with
more questions
egged
on
by unbridled
curiosity
Usually
as
take
aways
~

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