Chaos
billiant diamonds crash
across vastness of pitch void,
creation dancing
What I see above me…
Stretching towards the sun
Like long leafy fingers
Garnished with autumnal hues
The remnant of spring that lingers
Above my head as I look up
It seems go on up forever
Trying to grasp the endless sky
In a truly doomed endevour
What do I feel as I stare
Up at this hypnotising sight
Is it a wondering at nature
Or do I wish for the gift of flight
But as I lay back, I realise
Why I’m looking at this angle
While staggering home I hit a tree
Now I’m on my back, my limbs in a tangle
I’m drunker than I thought…
A separate land
I in a separate land called land i feel in love with a beauty whose character is like a odious vermin
But she pleads with me not to leave her for she knows how much disrespect i take daily
Her lies is enough to put a man to his early grave, she cheated once and as swore to remain faithful ever since then
But my trust for her has withered still trying to add manure to see if it can be saved hopefully it won’t be a waste
I am trying to
Umbrellas 1/2 marathon poem #5
Umbrellas
1/2 marathon poem #5
Raindrops fall upon dancing umbrellas
On an English summer’s windswept day
Children jumping embracing their mothers
In an English weather’s cabaret.
(C) Scott Coe 2020
Hour 5 LIMERICK
There once was a newlywed fella
Equipped with a wondrous umbrella.
Said his blushing young bride,
“Please don’t open inside.
The weather in there is quite stella!”
Umbrellas
Open umbrellas–
Solid, plaid, paisley, striped,
for shower and sun.
Expect a downpour,
then grab one going out the door,
and sing in the rain.
But if the sun shines,
Copying Miss Scarlet O’Hara
Sure sounds mighty fine.
Let Me Explain (open letter to “the jitters”) (Prompt 3)
It started with a howling clock – a coyote or a wolf
Hair prickling feral screams in disoriented darkness
Nowhere I can identify not even the when
And then there was the wailing of cats outside a window
Human wailing didn’t sound like mine but my mouth
Was open pupils dilated I’m not here
Let me explain; I never want to sleep
In hospital gown sneaking from dim room
No surprise sighs of exasperation
Give more medication just knock her out
Benadryl Ambien NyQuil or Valium
Runs down the halls and slides in slippers
Sounds cuter when they call it “the jitters”
More like inky terror heavy on my chest
Dragging down to the hell that’s hidden at the bottom of the bed
Let me explain; I never want to sleep
I let my lovers take my body but never
The remote control I need to control sound and light
Need them to fight back the shadows
Don’t ask me what time I shut my eyes
If I stayed up until sunrise do you really think
Curtains open or melatonin have ever brought me peace
Let me explain; I never want to sleep
Hour 5 – Luminaries
Luminaries
I take myself away to a dark place
to reacquaint myself with the stars
Leo the Lion, Hydra, Canis Major,
winged horses, dragons, warriors, kings
Stories of gods who are no longer immortal
and creatures both noble and nonexistent
Eyes skyward, I fall back
back in time, back in history
Mythology and distant fireballs swirling above
Big Picture
I took a picture today.
It was first of sun hitting the mountains just right to highlight the greens, reds, golds merging to a new color.
The next was the many colors and designs of the umbrellas which reflected the sun and the rain.
I looked at the trees to which some had shapes which could be hearts and doors and more things.
I put my head up to the sky and looked that the branches trying to reach each other in the air.
Next, we went next to the water the light reflected clear which showed calmness and did not move the boats close to the launch.
The vibrant and unique umbrellas disappeared after a while.
The rain created darkening clouds although the trees looked closer to each other making it darker.
The shapes made it look like signs which the trees wanted to show others.
I wish I had a camera to take a picture.
Onward
I fell in love with a saxophonist,
And she played a dirge to my heart.
I admired her everything,
And ended up in a sea of loneliness.
Damn! I loved the way you carry your presence like a gamut of beauty.
Beautiful flower,
I thought I could be sheltered in your umbrella.
Well, I’m out.
I’m on my way to find another.