24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
A world between worlds,
encapsulated in so many films & series
over the years.
But what does it mean to so many people?
Hope
pleasure
joy
community.
That’s how we measure the worth of anything,
by what the huddled masses have to say,
a place like no other.
A
perfect way
to begin the
day, I pray to
GOD ALMIGHTY I extend my
arms and open my hands and
submit to the Man upstairs. It’s the
perfect way to end the day I pray
to GOD AlMIGHTY.
You amaze me little boy
with all the things you do
like an architect you build castles and space ships
like a painter you dabble in abstract forms and colors
like a race car driver you never give up till you win.
You amaze me little boy
with your kindness extraordinaire
given without any reason
with your laughter that booms out
of your young mouth
with your persistence to do things right.
You amaze me little boy
mostly because you are you
and I, yes I want to be like you.
Woot woot getting some thoughts down!
Hour 5
Some days or maybe all days
I feel like an option
That everyone I love
Only sometimes asks for me
I’m like a side salad when they have fries
Or I’m peanuts on a sundae
They might add something
But many people wouldn’t think to add them
And maybe that’s the pessimistic in me
Or maybe I need to make sure
I find people who ask for me
One of my high school students wrote an essay
about her older, in college sister
extolling the virtues of her sibling role model
she proclaimed the ‘most important’
aspect of positive modeling was her sister’s
adherence to ethics that boosted her
‘self of steam’
Reading the phrase aloud to grasp her intent
I asked her to explain herself
describing her sister’s insistence on keeping
her positive vibe at all times
reiterating verbally, ‘it’s her SELF. OF. STEAM.”
thus it remained – forever foggy.
We mist something
– Mark L. Lucker
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It’s where our imaginations come to life & nothing
is out of the realm of possibility.
Whether hunting down criminals in a depraved
metropolis or seeking buried treasure in the
jungles of the galapagos,
there’s a little something for everybody.
It’s a blank canvas for artists to bring their visions to life
where anyone can get in on the action.
That’s why you love it.
You’re always on the lookout for the next scorcese or
fincher.
& when these craftsmen are able to bring their
masterpieces to the cinema,
there’s no better experience on the entire planet.
Hour 1
At home,
Clothes washed, dried and ironed
Food cooked, served and table cleared
Floor swept, moped and kept in order
At office,
First to arrive and last to go
Updating every single file and minutes
Keeping everything upto mark
At social gatherings,
Each cup is filled even before it is empty
Each and every guest greeted warmly
Stays on tiptoes throughout the event
Her prevalence,
As vital as salt in food
As insignificant as the salt
Camouflaged or concealed behind the false esteems and probity
Her existence almost non-existent
Rashmi S Kurup
Would you like to give your time? I do not like it, Dexta-I-fear. I do not like to volunteer. Would you like to volunteer here or there? I would not like to here or there. I would not like to anywhere. I do not like to volunteer. I do not like to, Dexta-I-fear. Would you like to take a plane? Would you like to take a train? I do not like to take a plane. I do not like to take a train. I do not like to here or there. I do not like to anywhere. I do not like to volunteer. I do not like to, Dexta-I-fear. Would you like to on the phone? Would you like to in a home? Not on the phone. Not in a home. Not on a train. Not on a plane. I would not volunteer here or there. I would not do it anywhere. I would not like to volunteer. I would not like it, Dexta-I fear. Would you? Could you? After a fire? Volunteer! Volunteer! You are retired! I would not, could not, after a fire. You may like to in a pool. You may like even in a school. I would not like to in a pool. Not a chance! Not in a school. I do not like to after a fire. I do not like to though I'm retired. I do not like to on the phone. I do not like to in a home. I do not like to take a plane. I do not like to take a train. I do not like to here or there. I do not like to anywhere. I do not like to volunteer. I do not like to, Dexta-I fear. Say! In the flood? Here in the flood! Would you, could you, in the flood? I would not, could not, in the flood. Would you, could you, give the blood? I would not, could not in the flood. Not give the blood. Not on the phone. Not in a home. Not on the plane. Not on the train. I do not like to volunteer. I do not like to, Dexta-I fear. Not after a fire. Not when I'm retired. Not in a pool. Not in a school. I will not volunteer here or there. I do not like to anywhere! You do not like to volunteer? I do not like to, Dexta-I fear. Would you, could you, with a defibrillator? I would not, could not, with a defibrillator. Would you, could you, in a shelter? I could not, would not, in a shelter. I will not, will not, with a defibrillator. I will not do it in the flood. I will not do it giving blood. I will not do in on the phone. I will not do it in the home. I will not do it on the plane. I will not do it on the train. I will not do it after a fire. I will not do it when I'm retired. I will not do it in a pool. I will not do it in a school. I do not like to here or there. I do not like to anywhere! I do not like to volunteer! I do not like to, Dexta-I fear. You do not like to. So you say. Try it! Try it! And you may. Try it and you may, I say. Dexta, If you let me be, I will try it. You will see. (... and he volunteers ...) Say! I like to volunteer! I do! I like to, Dexta, my dear! And I would do it with a defibrillator. And I would do it in a shelter. And I would do it in a flood. And I would do it giving blood. And on the phone. And in a home. And on a plane. And on a train. And after a fire. And when I'm retired. And in a pool. And in a school. And I will do it here and there. Say! I will volunteer anywhere! I do so like to give my time! Thank you! Thank you! Dexta-so fine!
I walk on a winding road
Stumbling down on it
A lonesome path seldom strolled
I start to question it
Sky dyed red
Haunted by the light
Following in my gait
Fright blooming in the night
As I walked the winding road
Feet fell stride for stride
The wanderer teases
Of what will betide
No rain to cool me down
It is as hard as a rock
Burning my feet red
As I dream of a shock
I sigh and continue on the road
Which I have started to loath
The echo razes beneath
I will swing on my oath
And I walk on my winding road
The path made for me
The one standing alone
Wherever I am welcome, there I’ll be
Eyewitness
The tree
never had a chance
Or an option
The wind and times decay
Weakend the limb
That sway as we rounded corner
Walking away from crackle and crash
On King Drive
across 75th street from
Where a victim with no chance
or option
Met assailants from the shadows,
Weeks before, village roots weakened,
Cut down a branch
under the crackle
Of thunder, lightning, and steel