home
i feel at home when
you hold me to together
when we stop in our tracks and look up towards the sky
i feel like i’m important
and that everything
mans nothing
has touched me yet
loving you makes me feel invincible
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
i feel at home when
you hold me to together
when we stop in our tracks and look up towards the sky
i feel like i’m important
and that everything
mans nothing
has touched me yet
loving you makes me feel invincible
On days when I am feeling
down
I think of when I was a kid
and my potential
career choices changed
daily
I once wanted to be
a forest ranger
though confusing one with
the Lone Ranger
I was disappointed to
learn that not many
people were
mean to trees
Plus, they would’ve
probably
stuck me in a swamp
wearing gumboots and
chasing leeches
I never wanted to be
one of those
skyscaper
window washers
though watching them
from inside
turned out to be cool –
the opposite
from when I learned
from a baker
that sourdough really was
SOUR dough
alive, actually.
Fortunately
my times of dwelling on
such things is
fairly limited
as I don’t have a lot of
bad days
And when I do
I’m never
really depressed and
don’t even say I have
the blues
more just a case of
the periwinkles
– Mark L. Lucker
© 2021
http://lrd.to/sxh9jntSbd
I tried to be more like Eliot or Frost but you kept pulling me back in.
I tried to rhyme but you blunted all my attempts with your realism.
What’s wrong with roses are red and violets are blue?
It certainly does not have your awesome wonder about it but who does it harm, me or you?
You caught me in your world of harlots and drifters, dock workers and steel workers where there is no place for rhyme.
You have me, I’m yours and like it or not, Mr. Carl Sandburg, you are still very much alive in my time.
The shadows have been eaten
The eaters are named Vors
Creatures from a world far above
a world in dark, far aloof
Handeys: little monsters
from the same world
see fragments of a faraway tomorrow
Between the two live
the Medil, formless
no feet, no walking only transporting
But the dark is to vast
and they are just the first
cast
I’ve found strength in your strength,
So don’t you waiver,
Burdens get heavier with each one that comes,
Out of the storm and another one comes,
Brighter days are ahead,
Must not succumb,
This is God, testing your faith,
Have you prayed yet today?
Minor setback, your comeback will be major,
You’re not tired of fighting,
You’re tired of the fight,
I can understand,
The are stacked up against you,
Things aren’t working for you but against you,
So, how can you believe it will be ok?
That’s faith, belief beyond measures,
Lest we hold hands, pray with me.
I feel most at home in bed,
With my own pillow for my head,
Where snoring signals I’m not dead.
The best thing in the world and a word to catch the eye ball,
May it be a line or any food that does not sound fine,
Just put this thing on the top and here it is, a whole new and redefined…
It has so many variants and are of various typed,
Either to use in words or can be worked in diced…
Can synonymies for the cheeky flirt,
Or can be used in food as the burst…
First about the food, with different blend,
Mozzarella, cheddar, processed, parmesan, gouda, as few in the trend…
Name a dish and could be used to treat,
By mixing inside or just sprinkling above for eye’s retreat…
One thing that for sure, in menu surely highlighted,
Thou, already added in junk, yet extra’s wanted…
Age does not get defined, for popularity hiked,
May it be a kid or old, cheese would always have a find…
That was about the food but there’s another use of cheese,
Used as flattery and flirty in lines, when sticky things to be squeeze…
To tell something good, with an indirect sound,
A cheesy way to say, would always be found..
Basically a word so much liked,
In food and words it had already attained hyped…
the living room door
in my aunt Margaret’s house
had the face of Jesus in the grain
when I would fall asleep
with its eyes watching me
I thought I would wake up healed
Salvation on the other side
of sugarwood
when I was three, I remember
my mother carrying me
because our street had flooded and I said
I thought you told me
God would never flood the earth again?
Turns out, my town wasn’t the whole world,
but I took up my grievance
with the door
With my little hands, I unscrewed
the hinges and offered
it to Noah for an arc
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🥳🥳🥳 I am so disappointed in my work this time but I’m excited to read other people’s work when I wake up later! That will make up for my own negative feelings!
Wake up!
Start another day
Shower first with orchid gel,
moisturize, blow it dry,
and divine some clothes.
Soon after, a cup of tea
or chocolate coffee
here lately.
A protein bar, and off to work
just steps away …
a five level login.
What meetings must I attend
as I would rather bend my time
toward figuring it all out.
Wake up! I’ll wake up tomorrow…
Today I think I’ll just sleep.