“ Rhythms ” ~ of an aberrant state ~

I feel vibrations

That mimic waves

Crashing rhythmically

At a recurrent beat,

Languidly hypnotic

In its beguiling feat…


I see forms

In total freedom,

Taking human shape

Thru machinations

Of hands gigantic,

As they compose

Bodies interpose,

Crafted in the winds

Of godless times,

A chain of human lace

So light they float

Along a crested wave,

Searching for a place

To breathe of life…


Hence with rhythmic  

Tossing dreamscape,

In an aberrant state

Cling to a downy link,

As I awake to sounds

Of a voice beyond the brink,   

Grabs for her G-string lacy pink,

As her husband hollers slut

Hammers in a fury thus,

Upon my door held firmly shut!

                                                                                                A little humour,  

                                                                                                for a friend’s errant ways!

2 thoughts on ““ Rhythms ” ~ of an aberrant state ~

    • Yes Paulette, absolutely a different picture. Impact for sure after some three dozen or so prior life pictures that deal rather seriously with, if I may, a mixture of emotional exchanges… While “Rhythms” makes out to be a serious study of sorts, is a set-up. Little boys must have their fun once in a bit. I’m glad you liked the change of pace.


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