Consider Icarus
Humility will always steer you right
Excessive pride is expensive
Even at the cost of life
Consider Icarus warned
Consider Icarus in excessive mode
Consider Icarus wings melted to death
Overwhelmed he flew too high
Overwhelmed he got too close to the sun
Consider Icarus warned
Consider Icarus in excessive mode
Humility will always steer you right
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This Apple
Honestly, if i eat this apple,
My love will appear right here,
In front of me;
Like syrup of maple,
Our kisses can span the rigors of time,
Like clouds under azure sky
Like ripples over ocean skin
Live Anthony and Cleopatra
Honestly! Honestly!
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The morning drifts into
Three phases of awakening
Trees reappear for me and you
Though sun its rays are sharing
Here is something remaining
Happliy of the night
Heartfelt moon lingering
Holding on with all her might
Enough with tales of sky deeds
Every morning is new
Even bringing fresh those weeds
Ever hardy never few
Now all that matters is gratitude
No one ever is without
Nothing more true than atitude
Nourishing soul's no doubt
On a branch i was your rose,
Blooming sweet before you froze
Our i luv yous.
The night wind spoke,
While i was yet asleep
So you followed your whim.
Let's do him in
It said, but you didn't understand,
Horizons was the tesse.
So you sought your reverie,
And i, regretted yes, but
Determined to progress.
Left you alone to your seek,
Selfishness made you weak,
Now i can speak.
I grew and strived in sunshine
And in rain, all for the better,
Beautiful rose that i am.
Shane
I never knew his pedigree. Did he even have one, i know not.
I remember his colour though, white. It was i who named him Shane, after a Western movie i had seen in the cinema.
Today i really do not remember the nature of the character Shane, but i do remember, that dog my first pet.
welcoming me back
his wag tail at the bus stop -
returning from school
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Animo
Swamped in state of apachurrado
I felt i had no where to go
Except in the direction of ecabronado
That for a looong time was so
Until i came to wise ni modo
Absorbed in the ways of church once more
What ensued was merciful animo
Now i care for nothing more than
That facinating estrenar
See what the Lord has done for me
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Words I Used
(Given a list of words from I Have No Word in English Fo By Sandra Cisneros (The New Yorker print edition, September 16, 2024)
Apachurrado. Hat run over by a truck. Heart run over by unrequited love.
Estrenar. To show off what’s new gloriously.
Encabronada/o. A volatile, combustible rage.
Ni modo. Wise acceptance of what fate doles.
Ánimo. A joyous zap of fire.
“Calling Things What They Are.”
If you are sad say so. If you are happy let it show. Being straight saves a world of misconceptions, lots of time wasted, and more best results.
Don't call tears raindrop, or smiles up side down frowns. Calling things what they are, is the best way forward. Leave poetry to the poets.
Life gets real when you face it head on. I have no skills for flight or wings to skim the waves effortlessly, like the wind itself. A balloon is a balloon. A spade is a spade.
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From the atelier window,
I looked out to be absorbed,
By an iris, an abstract work
Of God in the evening shadows,
A vanishing point of day,
Not just a sunset, but more so,
A polychromatic overlap of emotions,
This was the expressionism gift
That later artist would receive
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Tangle - Quadrille
Untangle this,
If you should miss
The opportunity, to
See groups of two
Colours, their strands
Relating where you stand,
Then the better to see
You, my dear can be
Drinking soup from a bowl,
Red as your dear soul,
Aflamed with filial love.
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[image made with Bing AI generator]
Piercing The Silence
When i heard his shout,
I thought yes, he has returned home,
The bell on the ice cream cart
Tinkled, a hot Sunday afternoon.
Children in the nearby houses
Screamed, running barefooted
Into the dusty country road,
For ice cream, in tubs and on sticks.
Bring me a large plastic bag!
I want to buy some ice cream sticks,
To keep in the fridge,
For when the grand kids come by.
Destined Moon - a Fold
Blame it in the moon, she of waxing and waning,
Predestined through myriad phases,
All her life spent in shiftshaping,
All her wanders through continents,
Seemingly stationary, she of waxing and waning
Oceans and tides listen,
And farmer's worms digging,
Know how deep to penetrate,
In the job of soil airing,
And lovers too like to say,
Blame it on the moon, she of waxing and waning.
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Who Alters
Who alters the skies
To form sleep time
To form wake time
The Great God of it all
Who alters that rain
Should cool too hot sunny days
Only the Great God of all
I've hear of him
Seen his power
Seen his wonders.
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Easter Egg Shell
It was Easter so of course
Bunny popped out of an Egg,
When else would she be able
To accomplish such a feat
With such ease.
The wind blew just for
Ti marie flowers,
That were withered enough,
To take the ride and with ease,
Bunny's whiskers twitched
With ease in a most annoying way,
What's this all about,
She thought to herself.
Her achoos sent bits of egg shell,
Flying all over the place,
With ease so much so,
That one bit escalated,
With force and speed.
Bunny, being her adventurous self
Hopped on for a ride of her life.
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[Memorial park monument, Port of Spain, Trinidad 🇹🇹 from google]
Standing in the sun,
Standing in the rain,
Lucky you;
We have no winters,
We have no Autumns,
To freeze you,
Or make you colour shame.
You stand proud,
For the value of service,
And every year,
They come bowing,
Bringing garlands,
To the memory of,
Our fallen braves.
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Mango Chow
When i was a child i knew of a tiny tubular pepper we called bird pepper. These plants no one planted, they just popped up from nowhere, but did not remain in the size of a weed. They grew to well sized shrubs.
Maybe it was as Lisa Bellamy thought, “as a seed, I was shot out the back end of a blue jay when, heedless, she flew over the meadow.”
In those my youthful days. I used to add bird peppers to chow. Chow was any green fruit available peeled, with salt, garlic and peppers, added. In my area the favoured choice was mango chow. It was something as children we made, we relished we shared.
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So it is there
So it is here
The blooming pinks
Adding delight
So there it's warming up
And here it is hot as usual
Different climes
Different reactions
Ever the same
The way nature sways
Her awe
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