MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Resistance’

Yesterday you
Pushed my buttons
Drawing up resistance

Years long in the past
Rushed back to the light
Me being the child again

Having said what I did
Feelings and commotion
Overtook my body

Today with reflection I
Make some sense again
Out of this nonsense

Brain still attached
Please accept
My apology

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Being Fair’

Correct me if I err
Prove me if I’m wrong
Going about being fair
Makes us humans strong

Talk to your folks with respect
Love your neighbor and his cat
Ditch attitude of neglect
And stop what makes you fat

Until you get what you desired
At times you might go without
Focus on feeling its acquired
As if the future was no doubt

Feel it now!

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Subliminal Choices’

Blasted by subliminal ads
Without our knowledge
The media box does not care

Numbing us selling us junk
Without our conscious mind
Ever pinpointing that deceit

Deeper than the sound we hear
Piercing through our perception
Held by the gatekeeper of our mind

WAKE UP TO IT!
Become the master of your thoughts
By choosing your own medium

A doze of subliminal affirmations
Put on with due morality and care
Can create wonders to our life

Delivering on a promise of healing
No sweat or workout needed
Only repetition an essential component

Plug in our ears hear a little music
Slight shift in the consciousness
Suddenly we are awakened anew

Better for us all
Make a choice
To think for yourself

Banish the tele-box!
Wake up to Truth
Reality awaits you

Unplug

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Loss Of Identity’

Stress levels on the rise
Coping skills on decline
Without work for a while

Stability of the mind
Split into more parts
Losing my identity

Attachment to a job
A frame of reference
Giver of a personality

That known character
Always sticking with me
Career that did not last

Past my redundancy
Money quickly vanished
Who is that person now

Alarm clock went in the bin
Staring at me from the mirror
Someone I have never been

Newness of my search
The person I did not meet
Who now sleeps in my bed

Lose all ties to the past
Tell grief it is fired
Now totally useless

Once I discovered
The being called ‘me’
The unity of I

Reinventing oneself
The true adventure
Only just started

Priceless