24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I wake up in the middle of the night
and you’re not here to comfort me
to lull me back to sleep
just loneliness and the sound of night
Animals calling out for their mates
or sign of protection to seal their fate
A text nor will a phone call do
I need you
Be proactive
miss me to
So next time I’ll wake up next to you
Surprised and shocked
My eyes are big
And they go wild
And wide open
To catch all good
And make it even better
Capturing all colours
And flavours
With all my eyes
And all my senses
Beyond all imagination
My sensors are in rejoying
For much longer
Than your mind can grasp
I am going on the path
To my happiness
Surprised and shocked
My eyes are big
Only once every
3,600 years
the black planet
passes through our
solar system.
Reading stories,
theories, postulations,
scientific papers,
crack pot conspiracies
disaster planning.
Will it pass
unnoticed or
will we experience
worldwide extinction
as dinosaurs.
Will we plan
gather, hoard
stockpile provisions
or love with grace
and ignore.
At the point of no return.
A phrase to represent an end.
But it does not mean the finale.
It is a beginning.
The first gasp.
Before the plunge.
Tiptoeing on broken glass
I hear the laughter
I see the smiles
I smell the tears
There is an elephant in waiting
and a mouse in mourning
twisting the remnants
of triumphant repose.
Glazed edges sense oblivion
carved by the hands of crime
tranquil empathy
engineered compatibility
tests of courage and of blood
cannot stem the tidal mass
inherent in truth
succulent in agony
triple bypasses bypass the bypass
electric fences feed the wireless generation
and no-one knows where they are anymore
the elephant sighs
the mouse cries
the end is nigh
is night
and day is cause
for celebration
Possibilities prey upon loss
loss preys upon catharsis
there is no truth
but truth
and terror cannot divide
the understanding
of fallacy
Trembling tongues
speak to banter of a quiet nature
trees felled
in orchards are felt
in paddocks
across the sea
as the elephant smiles
and the mouse inflates itself
to meet the challenge
of survival.
Trained monkeys are watching you
as the source of all knowledge
claims another life
in another place
in a separate time
tracing the logic
of counter-logic
terraces of fear built
in a wasteland of guilt
Transparency
wins
every
time.
The sky illuminated.
You, waking.
Blue eyes among the strands
of your long hair,
on the pillow.
You smile.
Almost slow motion.
Like in the movies.
Could it be?
Deep thought, act of sorrow,
Grieving,aching and mourning,
hurt soul, bitter and lamenting.
Sadness,embracing.
what comes to mind on a quiet night
with lights out and music playing in the background?
only your hands-
no, every part of you-
the way the moonlight hits your eyes
the way the corners of your mouth dance when you smile-
the way your right leg bows just a little
the way your skin feels underneath my fingers
the way the little hairs gather at the base of your spine
every single part of you
is up for grabs
and i reach
wanting only to be one with you.
My Lord, My God! Why have you forsaken us,
Our life’s worth celebrating, but on this beautiful paradise island,a disgrace stole our peace.
Please Lord,forgive my beloved wife Eve, I know you can forgive us.
Why death of shame was her verdict, you Satan’s my rival, you Eve, why you betrayed me, you tempted me to commit sin too.
Why O God,Why, we became weak and sinful, O,God,Eve lost her senses and tempted by Satan’s lunatic schemes. Why you fooled us,Satan, Why,
Our world collapsed,embarrassment creeping our naked body, trembling.
Why Eve, how come you were blinded by Satan’s amorous lust, why,
Now, broken hearted and we have nowhere to go,the Paradise Island has been cursed,
Lord God! How could you?
When I opened my door for you
Lust held common sense hostage
However being who I am I couldn’t let myself fall victim to its plan
I see you grabbing me and pulling me closer as you kisss me from my forehead down
I want you to take control, leading where you want us to go
I’m not porcelain figurine
You can smack, squeeze, dominate over me
As I give permission
To this fantasy
But you barely speak
Awkward contact
When will you be bold enough
To lose it while taking it