MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Hungrily Obsessed’

you can slumber in your bed
while i bake my sour bread
made pure without added yeast
tastes delish to say the least

full involvement of the senses
not burdening on expenses
plain seeded or little sweet
with rye flour it’s a treat

how to master opened ear
kept me up for a whole year
at the end i gave up trying
wiped my eyes stopped crying

today i bake the perfect bread
with no ear and heart instead
tasty fluffy dense just right
keeps me up whole night

day and night i dream of dough
when one ends next one will grow
hungry starter akin to a child
fed on sugars goes tad wild

Poem ‘Hungrily Obsessed’ read by the author.

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Sleepy Celebrations’

heavy eyelids
stretching belly
empty pot and
cleanly licked plate

energy levels just enough
to watch the telly
soon to become
all that we ate

the sleepy mood
brings one in sync
with a rainy day
humidity through the roof

to celebrate now
let’s have a drink
of hot chocolate
Valentine’s proof

Poem ‘Sleepy Celebrations’ read by the author.

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Community’

communal kitchen double sink
group prayers peace maker
late nights get one to think
since they got to share an acre

who wants to be alone
gets referral from the gp
padded room of their own
surroundings a little creepy

make no judgement on the go
there is rarely one to blame
for a sold out magic show
brought the trickster fame

Poem ‘Community’ read by the author.

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘No Heat’

warmth emitted by a heater
legs in woolen socks
steaming hot cereal drink
in a thermo cup

three layers of tops
keeping the body toasty
surviving the elements
with no central heating

peeking outside the door
kids in shorts and Ts
playing around the pool
water almost frozen

different comfort zone
when one was a child
no weather forecast
could break the deal

funny part of aging
the heart keeps warm
cold hands and feet
having the chi on ice

Poem ‘No Heat’ read by the author.