MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘The Book Within’

Done after long time
Lot of mental sweat
Feel it in the belly
The heart is glad

When you see it
In its full glory
You might think
You have a story

All the bells and whistles
Paperback or hardcover
Always few mistakes
Too late to discover

Choice of many options
Distribution or the shelf
When you want to publish
Search with Google’s help

Brick and mortar stores
Don’t know your existence
Besides poems and some essays
What is needed is persistence

Muster some courage
Knock on few doors
When they say no thanks
Go to the top floors

Say no to failure
Write a punch line
Get friends and family
To praise it online

Give them an eBook
Twitter Fb Insta Pint
Makes you large following
No need to print

Get heard

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Relationship Glue’

Pull like a mule
Tag like a hashtag
Two in the kitchen
Cooking up a storm

What can be better
Than time together
Rain falls outside
Nowhere to fly

Having a ball playing
Around the oven top
Who will be tasting
The product in a pot

Some of that and pinch of this
Without gloves
Add some cloves
Gives it a twist

What are we making
If you wonder
Quality time
Not much to ponder

When you feel blue
Be wild for once
And make it stick

Cook without a recipe
‘Relationship glue’

Make it for two

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Without Barriers’

Higher ground
Has been found
Step up the game
Don’t be tame

Holly Grail
Have no tail
Stand up tall
Hold your ball


Forget fame
It’s all the same
Getting old
Worried cold


Cracking the shell
Of human hell
On Earth or Stars
To death with wars

Virus or germ
All just a term
Hug and kiss
Give it a miss


Theories relative
To my narrative
Story untold
Flu and cold


In the heat of night
Kick in the fight
Dream of freedom
Wake up in a womb

Air for sale

Be quick!

MIDDAY POETRY – “The Whiff Of Sanity”

Impecable with words
Diplomats on the screen
Doing the right thing
Seemingly a good idea


Charity of rolled out drugs
Given freely like lollies
No time to feed the mouse
The dragon has escaped

Off the charts statistics
Feeding fearful minds
Vulnerable when frightened
Gullible to accept all said


Crosses from a cemetery
Filling up town square
Who can see through the veil
When confronted with death

Dimmed lights in the mental fog
Get that air filter on the face
Plexiglass to avoid human contact
No touch or even scratch


Without question smother your hands
With those toxic chemicals in a tube
Washing is not necessary any more
Politely obey rules made to save you

Early onset of bonkers
Sanity not sanitation