Poems Archive for Holidays:

Island Intrigue(d)


Discombobulated   Bearings gone missing, daydreamers’ Lot – with zero road  and self-guiding senses

Childish heart always got baited in these  Lush islands by glitzy kitsch spread in cahoots  With deep aquamarine seas’ spewed largesse

Frustrated by amiable mate’s hurrying ways, nay says  To cool squelches of tired feet in sandy beaches other than   His hush moments of involuntary drool at the sight of hats

And then….a flash of skin,   Fins ….visible undulation from right eyes’  Left corners, adroitly hooked by both of us

Shaving off time we stood entranced by a small grotto pond  Sloughing off fatigue, dipping in serenity’s font while attempting  To steal a schmear of iridescence off the koi in eternal dance~





Darning times’ torn patches Few swatches emerged To the fore, noisily

Turgid tempers fanned by hot punishing Summers were mollified by impromptu Dunks under frigid water hand pumps

Speeding like a runaway train Memories Diorama’d  a 360 Degree visual before pensive eyes

Images of our tiny pouty mouths Cooled by myriad flavored ices Chilled melon slices, mango shakes

Long suffering staircases heaving sighs Of relief as day folded knees to curl Into another fetal position, blissfully

Freshly showered brushed readied then final doss downs in inviting rows of white sheeted  rough hewn charpoys

Lying horizontal, face up eyes’d widen As mouths cried “Oh” at  enchanting sight Of myriad twinkles from sensuously winking sky

Hastily running head count of day’s highs, lows Moments of laughter, I’d guiltily recall and roll on tongue like ice-cubes newly learnt swear words

Shiny most stars would become cynosure of my Childish eyes, wondering if they were our dear Departed who’d singled us out for “look sees”

I’d express my love repeating how much I missed Them and hoped they were happy prior to slipping Seamlessly into the Never, Never land counting stars in worry free sleep~ ~


images of *Charpoy* and night sky are from the internet



Happy feet have trod wanton beaches, Smoky Mts.    Glacial tips, fuming volcanic crater, lava tube, ruins                                         Tickled Van Gogh(an) clouds, stars in moody hill stations~

Sucked exhilarating  Marrow in-between  Heaven and earth

Sardined inside hot air balloon  Hobnobbed with supercilious peaks  Splashed across marmalade skies

Agape a la mode piscine* feasted  Upon wondrous array of frosty sundaes    Icy floats dotting Alaskan seas aquamarine

Congeal of breath battling bone breaking Winds- pilgrimag(ing) up to sacred shrines  Performed ablutions in snow fed holy Ganges

Seated in ancient pews across European churches Communed with self, imbibing magical vibes’ aura  Experienced “aurora borealis” seated inside Montserrat

Hum strum of rainforest’ soft flutters, footfalls, chirping Feathers, mutated creatures in deep cave ponds,  Cappadocia,  Mineral spas, nature sculpted Grand Canyon, hoodoos at Bryce

Felt palpable grief in East Europe, Pompeii, moans in battlefields Urbane Rushmore, buoyancy in Sedona, Everglades, Badlands~ Gibraltar, daddy shoulders, camel- elephant- rodeo, hair spin turns, rides

Feasted on Picasso-Monet-Vermeer-Wyeth- Botticelli-Vinci-Michelangelo’s Pieta, Sistine, Cloisters’ tapestries, seen mined Gold in earth’s womb, salt mine carvings in Wieliczka Poland~

These feet did walk, soar, supping life first hand and finally Have now made my peace, retracted honed feelers, antennae  Centering self inwards fully at peace, impassive, serene, ready~

Life comes full circle always;   I may end up where I began,       karma  Bearing soul journeying portal to portal –           a constantly straining flame  ~Eager to lose self in Creation’s original luminosity once and for all ~


Christmas Day 2013

nature's masterpieceFlickr

Strange confluence

Of cultures

Smattering of this

Smidgeon of that


Common thread~


Whichever road

Takes me to you

That one true spark

Something that makes

My being dance with

Inebriated joy


I wholeheartedly

Embrace, accept

Language, caste,

Creed matter not

I’ve found you



Mischievous child’s face

Bounding puppy

Naughty kitten

Dew soaked flowers

Shivering orgasmic

Friendly faces


Lofty Himalayas

Thrashing waves

Crafting rocky crags

Cascading Niagara(s)

Sculpted canyons

Majestic redwoods


All these blaze pathways to you

Driven, involuntarily pulled I start

Walking, then oddly feet turn about

And I find myself walking inside self

Outer fuses with my inner, at peace

I am drenched in your light~
*image is from internet*

Holiday Mood

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Antics makes moods
Rise as fizz

Holiday feasts conjure
Not to be forgotten
Cherished faces
Unshed tears
Threaten to spill
At emotions’ swell
Tinges of sadness usually
Encircle joy’s brim, happiness
Being best thus adulterated
Our table is oft peopled
By the departed
And the living

Antics makes moods
Rise as fizz ~

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