“Leave the beaten track behind occasionally and dive into the woods. Every time you do, you will be certain to find something you have never seen before.” ― Alexander Graham Bell
Sunshine’s cool citrus elixir valet, Satiates reflection’s thirsty palate, Stirring up lemonade recollections, Singing cheerful summer ovations. Sometimes savory memories, pour Syrup into nuptial’s frosted pitcher, Shredding ambrosia lemon liaisons, Suited in wedded culinary creations.
“You have time to do something you enjoy, even if “what you enjoy” is sitting on the couch and ordering dinner and watching Netflix.” ― Brianna Wiest
Memories hop around the kettle of the mind like popping corn with the soul as the lid. The balm of quietude fuels the kernels rising swiftly from where they were hid. Popping aromatherapy scents the room with relaxing reminders; home is sanctuary’s solace. Movie night on the sofa of the soul ruminating on the crunchyContinue reading “Popping Corn – A Poem”
“If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?” ― Rumi
Block Eddie surveys the blog party; A deft figure in his sharpie emoji, Spins around with his stylish lady. Likes ‘n comments send Aphrodite, Square dancing with muse Athene, All do-si-do the tomes of creativity.
“After all, we make ourselves according to the ideas we have of our possibilities.” ― V.S. Naipaul
Soles shift in labored toil portraying diligent effort, Keyboard penmanship typed in mouse discomfort. All-nighters snuffer both ends of the burn candle, Wringing inner ear repeat the woodpecker’s anvil. Unrequited culinary affectations, quick bake flour Into one-sided sandwiches for brunch and dinner. Thirst’s parched whistle, the kettle’s dainty saucer, Harmony’s momentary breather, serenity’s sister. OasisContinue reading “Sapphire Lagoon – A Poem”
“Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.” ― Nathaniel Hawthorne
Ocean grey skies clouded noon day, Typical tropical rains on their way. Bus a lime by the corner with you, (bus a lime – to hang out with friends) Here comes the downpour doo doo. (doo doo or doux doux – my dear, darling) Pelting rain trow mango with a splash, (trow – throw, toss)Continue reading “Dancing Home – A Caribbean Style Poem”