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”
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.
Like damselflies in summer, beautiful azure, you, Add green, blue tinctures to color spectrum’s hue. Your colorful compliments melt melancholy skies, Grey clouds of lament turn into ultramarine smiles. Hummingbirds, kingfishers rest from azure flight, Nesting in Gaia’s lapis lazuli sanctuaries of azurite.
Distant story telling voices recorded in ancient sand, Formed stone tablets to strengthen memory’s strand. Inscribed written stories the hieroglyphs of antiquity, Of everyday life in pre-millennial times in perpetuity. Now, ultra-modernity traces stories in silicone’s hand, On ‘new’ tablets etched by the very same ancient sand.
What if green beans were pistachio ice-cream in disguise. Parsnips were poutine – that saucy staple with french fries. Cauliflower was super-sized cotton candy on the 4th of July. Radishes were popsicles with Mac and cheese pizza surprise. Brussels sprouts were popcorn, broccoli were cup cake pies. Perhaps children world-wide might applaud such a surprise,Continue reading “Manna from the skies – A Poem”
The deluge stuck heavy to his back like Atlas shouldering the sky. Whatever Herculean efforts required, he had to make it to the top of the hill today. His recurring dream was unrelenting. The rumors of her century of expertise was comforting. He knew she would be waiting. With his rain-drenched clothing clinging like milkContinue reading “Bell Peppers – A Poem in a story”
Milk-honey cup of loving kindness, Grains of courage; grits to success. Paths of berries lighten heavy steps, Toast to life’s sweet jam and crepes. Wisdom butters croissant’s fantasy, Peeling onion’s layers to ce-reality.
If we could hear rocks sing, What arias to our ears bring. Would they join nesting birds a cappella, Or, praise and worship alleluia. Or, roll with hip hop legends, Lip-syncing timeless ballads, Of history before time began.
A stroll in the woods, stumbles into a clearing of trees, Warmth, serenades yellow blooms in the breeze. Hummingbirds helicopter to the golden bistros, Ordering candied nectar as fast as they please. Bees competing for the same sumptuous cup, Wax eloquent chorus floating to a buttercup. Thorns of the day trumpeting the heart, Vanish unexpectedlyContinue reading “A stroll in the woods – A poem”
Accelerating and twirling like a cosmic dancer, Your magnetic moves, inertia orbiting the solar. You gracefully tip toe cha-cha-cha to the speed of velocity, As particles swoon at the sound of your pulling personality.