“ Shades ” ~ of an instant ~

There is a bend

In every road

That lies ahead,

Which I envisage

Observe in time,

As  gods but lend

A meagre shade,

Of fleeting instant

Said be a lifetime,

They hypothecate

Up to ebbing tide,

So make ye haste

For one more taste,

As life pulls nearer

To its fated last reside!

“ The Telling ” ~ or shades thereof ~

The day we find

The telling free

Who we so be,

Might it be worth

More than a tout

Meant so to judge

What we’re about,

Or shades thereof

Thus by the telling

Of me to you,

And you to me…

 

If I should tell

And you as well

Quite candidly,

Would we so be

Reduced to suffer

Who once were we,

Thus friends in spite

In candid light

We chose so to decipher,

Be likely cause to shudder!

“ Writing ” ~ need be there reason ~

 

Why do you write

Asked unabashed,

As tho an answer

Other than need,

May even succeed

In shedding light…                  

 

Forces be real

I heard my reply,

Helps  touch why

Tho ne’er quite sure

My words truly fly…

 

What do you write           

She offers in spite,

My hazy taunts

Not meant be trite,

I scribble of time

That shadows mine,

To divert attention

If lot whispers of death…

 

Fate may deny

Time I have left,

So while I’ve breath

And feelings to best,

I’ll write with my soul 

Thus wants life bold,

Without reason or why

For as long as I’ll get!

“ The Artist ” ~ would fashion vision ~

From the artist

Comes an impulse,

That gives birth,

To want explore

That which expresses,

A creative singularity…

 

Be block of marble

Carved to find shape

Wouldst release soul…

A stretch of canvas

Begs for colour bold

Hence to explore

Story pleads be told…

Indite to so compose

Words writer means

Create a picture,

Of vibrant telling    

To fashion visions,

Man can so imagine…

 

And when deed be done        

Though then long gone,

They’ve left our world

A culturally better one!         

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“ Feeling Safe ” ~ a whimsical vision ~

I’d envisioned

A place of peace,

There to stay

Beyond reach,

Of man’s greed

And insatiable needs,

Yet thus conceived 

Gives cause concern,

Want feeling safe

Holds hard to place

This peaceful scene,

Now seems a dream

Of whimsical vision!

“ Moods ” ~ play one like a fiddle ~

You’re flying high

On a cloud

In a too blue sky,

Then suddenly low

At half past late

Land at hell’s gate,

Yet soon revert

Without you bide

To feel quite pert,

When up down ride

Now finds your mind inert…

 

Fixed on a whirlwind

Of mood swings,

This state of mind

From obsequious smile

To woebegone resign,

Wants but  loose the moods

That plays one like a fiddle!

“ Thin Skin ” ~ of time ~

Move on

It’s but one turn,

In your thin skin

Of time,

Make room

Tho you may think

You are immune,

With feelings young,

Enough to change

With each full moon…

 

Your nature

To take risk

Back then be fine,

When a near miss

Be akin to easy kiss, 

Save but life now

Holds near the winter

Of your seasons,

Calls for reason…

 

So think ahead

The while you find

To keep your head,                                              

For quite  likely

You’ve feelings

Of good stead,

Those left behind

Yet far from dead,          

Though well ahead,

Of held thin skin of time!

“ Temperament ” ~ elicitor of emotions ~

 

Temperament

Elicitor of emotions,

Diabolical channel

Of reactions,

Discombobulating

A gentle state,

Wants be my fate…

 

Temperament

Destabilizing

Congruence,

Imposing burdens

Of wrathful kind…

 

Temperament

Blackened by stage

Of paroxysmal rage,

Like an enervate pawn

I search to stay the way,

Of temperamental sway!