MIDNIGHT POETRY – “Raindrops of promise”


It has been a very steamy spring night
With a change of weather expected
The giant hails a distant possibility


Lightning switched on the nights’ spectacle
Thundering sky full of power and buzz
Raindrops finally arrive full of fresh promise


Relieved and fresh, new air to inhale
Frogs taking a bath inside the dam
Voice of nature awaken refreshed


The night sky now returned to darkness
Telling a tale of blossoming tomorrow
Stars peacefully listening in the clouds


Many beautiful moments ahead of us
As another day has been negotiated
The Sun comes back to welcome the day


With ease and grace bubbling up
Pent up energy from the Earth’s crust
Eruptions of lava and burning hot ashes


Smothering the whole soiled surface
While we have been in disbelief
Eyes covered by the dust storm


Unveiling

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘The One Who Dared’

Distracted to the raw bone
Past time on a mobile phone
What’s up what’s coming down
Mid age crisis of a wealthy town


Groups of people on their feet
Speaking their voice walk the street
Facing the narrative of the mass
Thousands of beings on the grass


Peaceful but with a boiling blood
Emotions pent up in the gut
Clogged up arteries now getting fit
Fast food chains covered with spit


Essentials like drugs smokes and wine
The game in which supermarkets shine
Little mum and dad’s shop on the brink
Extinction of the man who dares to think


Something bad stinks fishy and rotten
Power went to head of those who forgotten
The beauty of life in its former glory
To serve its people through love not gory


High fly the dove together with the wise owl

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘No Clown Circus’

Grinding my teeth
Holding my fists
Clenching my jaw
What is it worth


Having read news
Seeing what is there
Circus without a Clown
Erected its Chapito in our town


Those in charge of its promotion
Now highlighting skills of acrobats
Illusionists on the side of the podium
Mesmerizing all with sleight of hand


Many crafty tricks with magical tactics
Attendees bought tickets to the delusions
Shows suited only for the adult participant
Children not allowed pass the stall with ice


No red nosed Clown tripping on his feet
Makeup mess on their face with a painted smile
Behaving erratically like a Bull in a China shop
Clowns no longer invited to their own show


Sad sight at the end of the premiere
Sitting in their seats bewildered audience
Melted ice cream and popcorn filled belly
No emotions left brain stopped its function


Overrated performance due no refunds

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Sudden Shift’

It may be healing
For whatever feeling
To go to the forest
Breathe air at its best


Cookies and tea
Fell inside me
Turn a new leaf
No more beef


Walk or ride
Move with pride
No smelly fumes
Silence no booms


Crack of a dawn
My daily yawn
Instead of papers
Fresh flower vapors


Coffee forgotten brew
Kombucha with a dew
Clap my hands to chant
My diet now fully plant


Om and hum feel the beat
Lift your bum bare both feet
Rite of passage in middle age
Breaking the bond fleeing the cage


Touch of breeze on my face
Being gifted divine grace
Sudden shift from foggy mind
Walking gently and being kind


Now stop and breathe