tip of the tongue
sweet taste sensor
soft and naughty
giving pleasure
with a flaw
new and enlarged
body
on the menu
delicatessen
on the mind
sense of guilt
reflecting
always
too late
the moment
of delight
followed by
remorse
Category: poetry
MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Silence’
delight in silence
no added noise
only nature’s buzz
soothing tunes
restoring the nerves
healing the mind
loving bird song
calling their mate
paired for life
the frogs croak
at the dam
the sound of rain
like a shower
the soul soap
cleansing internally
MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Oil’
one thing is clear
year after year
media thriving on fear
people living in the sticks
falling for magic tricks
terror sells the flicks
life a fragile dream
whatever the regime
war measure extreme
glued onto the screen
without a machine
our brain washed clean
after a stint in drama
call upon our mama
to take off our pajama
now totally nude
let’s not be prude
no oil we are screwed
MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Hopeful Still’
oftentimes they teach us to be great
oftentimes we seek out closure
oftentimes it comes with disclosure
oftentimes we reach out too late
never mind the steps needed
never mind the mental chatters
never mind our attitude matters
never mind we all get superseded
usually love is the path
usually the smell of success
usually that leads to stress
usually we don’t do the math
seldom there is an easy way
seldom we know ourselves well
seldom our story will tell
seldom ‘to err is human’ saves the day
