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melting

Melting clock in Dali Museum Garden ….took me back to the 70’s when I haunted Dali museum in Cleveland Ohio..
utterly enchanted by his puckish mind …

~
life tests
all the time
its moments
that melt
that tend
to unravel
thick hide
big time
~
….

Time
Never locked
Itself behind doors
Letting people
Enter at will
Aware
At day’s end
It’d ultimately
Win..

Living largely

biting life
in chewable
chunks I
so relish
firsthand living

secondhand ..hand-me-
downs stay anathema
as they simply weight
down my irrepressible
frothy spirit

miracles happen
when they will…I
spiritedly gift-wrap
miracles for
gifting self
..

bemused.. mildly shocked
others look askance
emotional gamuts
piano(ing) on their
collective faces
..

why only grab bull
by the horns deterred
by dilemmas.. why not just
ride the bull in exhilaration
whistling in life’s arenas..

saving for rainy days
is always admirable…but
my each breath is a loaner
from a frustrated and often
thwarted grim reaper

living largely
on own terms
is my thing ‘cos
living vicariously
is just not for me
..
image : internet

tyrant heart

This
tyrant
heart
of mine
grips
mind
treating it
so cavalierly
as if it were
a plaything
emotionally
blackmailing
by skipping
own beats
starting
stopping
at will….
scaring
it
silly
forgetting
it now
resides
in an older
aging body
not in
a burgeoning
recalcitrant
child
* * *

labyrinth

why
are human
emotions such a labyrinth
why can’t they be straight
up down concrete avenues
softened by nuzzling trees
preening
seasonally strewing
flowers….
in between
color-bursts
of enflamed
falls
fiery
chameleonic
leaves…leaving
in droves

many
splendored love
is
too much
of a
precious jewel
to be
strewn
carelessly
..
Just because everything is different doesn’t mean anything has changed ~ Irene Peter

Eclipsed Love

Unfathomed
heart’s landscapes
have
fathoms deep
pockets
covertly bearing
fragile wishes
kicking heels
unquenched
never
aborted
~
your carelessly flung words
cut sharp and clean as do
unerring knife of a sou chef
and my foolish heart
inside my fragile bookworm body
ached in pain and grief insecure
under twilight of hurtful barrages
clueless about true intent
of your catapulted words
as you never tired of telling me
I was your least favorite ….
my dark color and intractability
riled you so…
truth is…
I cared less about your ferocious
love ….
more about your veiled
oft repeated threats….
ergo constantly vigilant
light footed I stayed out of
the range of the gimlets
framing your bird of prey
eyes and I wondered
about the gentle loving
twosome who’d spawned
such a scary she devil

guess some are born
full of bile and venom
that’s sparingly and
surreptitiously
bug sprayed
on chosen few…
and how I
longed to be ordinary
self effacing…
out of spotlight
of your almond shaped
beautiful eyes

Now full of regret
I sigh at my childishness
and your inability to seek
love and attention without
resorting to lashing out. …alienating
further those who could’ve also truly
loved you as they did us….
you were so incredibly
well versed and talented
lovely in form
easy on eyes
with merely
one major flaw
your incontrollable
temper
instantly transforming
you into a shrew
needing herculean
anger management

Now
at the cusp
of my
waning life
I forgive you
also
seek
your forgiveness
attempting
to mend
my life’s fences
at fag end
prior
to
Finale’s
flourish

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