Gator Bait
Ooh! Is that a gator there,
waiting to be fed?
A pile of fish
to the other side
writhing like ancient snakes.
It’s a party!
On both sides of the divide.
Better hide! Better hide!
Lest you be gator bait!
Morning repast
Hobbits famously tell of their
dietary habits
especially mornings
most definitely
second breakfast
Not living in a cozy shire
nor having large
fairly hairy feet
I can still speak to the
efficacy of breakfast two
For second breakfast
simply put
is actually fifth coffee
or sixth coffee
depending on cup size
second breakfast/fifth coffee
depending on day
also serves as
placeholder between
wake-up and first nap or
first nap and second nap
or even couch nap
and porch nap
not to be confused with
porch coffee and
deck coffee, a decidedly
enhanced fresh
take on additional
morning sustenance and
just pass the damn sugar
– Mark L. Lucker
© 2022
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The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
Someday, for sure, I shall need this guide
For the galaxy is a hundred thousand light years wide.
I shall evolve using bio engineering and AI
To take my rightful place in the sky.
Oh, wait, the sky is an illusion, but not me
I am a solid carbon-based entity.
But that is exactly the reason, you see,
That I’m unable to cross the galaxy.
My brain can possibly expand and grow,
For I use only 5 percent of it now.
But can I myself handle the reality
Of starfields stretching to infinity?
My mind is frightened of what lies beyond
The reach of my science, the grasp of my hand.
Perhaps all our minds need to meet and merge
And then a new human wave can surge
Outward into space.
When I draw my dying breath
I hope it clings
to your tongue, forgets
that it can let go
Dreams of staffs and lilies,
holds tight. Billows in our wind,
let’s go. Carpe diems
Hour 20
Hour 20
Watchtower
We watch for you
always we watch
this is the mantra of the protector.
Come in and listen
hear the words that numbtect.
Towers oversee all
only what is watched is learned too late.
We watch eliminate all threats until you realize you were the threat.
Personal prompt #Hour 23 Personal victorious struggle
My personal victorious struggle
Life has never been smooth sailing for me
I have had my fair share of storms and troubles.
Somehow I manage to get by
with sheer determination as my armour.
Just because you are differently abled
life doesn’t discount you on the troubles
set aside for you to brave.
Instead, it just piles on.
What do you do?
You fight, twice as hard.
The way you deal with what comes your way,
the attitude with which you conform yourself
decides your stance, in the battle and its outcome.
With grace and acceptance you learn to move on
from the things you no longer can control.
Determination and being honest with yourself
will lead you through many a storm.
When you feel like you have lost your way
look within yourself to find the light that shines within.
Trust hope to lead you out of darkness.
So, just because you are disabled
doesn’t mean you are special
or more deserving than the rest.
Just because you are differently abled
don’t expect the world to cut you some slack
fight with all your might, fight hard, like you mean it.
Go to battle for yourself and return home triumphant.
There is no other way, believe me.
Make yourself proud and don’t rely on others.
They will never truly get where you are coming from.
Its okay, neither will you for them.
You see… life is strange like that way.
To each his own battle conquered -victorious or defeated.
Agent of Change (Hour 23)
You flew with the wind
of change blowing across
the continent screaming
from the rooftops
rousing sleepy neighbourhoods
to collective consciousness
telling the world we have a story
telling the world our story
telling how we lived before
things fell apart
not bullshit concocted in some
European capital
you unnerved not a few
who would rather have us
nod to their imperialist
yarns, but you steadied your voice,
screamed even louder until your
voice drowned their voice
until the world listened
now we hold our heads high
locking horns in foreign capitals
Hour 23: The Temptress
The city that will never sleep/
That will either awe you or make you weep/
Where the rich rub shoulders with the poor/
Where impossible opposites meet/
And in this, lies its grandeur/
She’s Mumbai; arms outstretched, always cheerful and upbeat
The morning sees her buzzing busy, embracing all kinds
Her invisible vein of love, in an unbreakable bond, all and sundry, it binds
Her lifelines; zanzy cars and the BEST and the local
Our Mumbaiyya lives ‘bindaas’, is always vocal
But then, Mumbai isn’t at all times, rosy
Accepts all but not always cosy.
But when calamity befalls, bombs blast or rains fall,
In unison do the mumbaikars rise
And beware the forces that threaten the metropolis!
Together
I didn’t know if I would find you
I wasn’t sure either
Were you hurt?
Yes
But let’s not discuss this now
I missed you
And I you
I need you close to me
I am here
Hour10
My curious lion, what a beautiful
star sign you have!
You belong like me to the triangle of fire-
so, let’s unite our fires and let’s see what happens!