MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Santa’s Dream’

Mrs Santa cooks a storm
for this special day
yet her man the Santa
spends the night away

riding away reindeers
dodging violent storms
climbing out of chimneys
tricks of the trade performs

giving the gift of christmas
to kids young at heart
red dress white facial hair
in the costume looking smart

after the feast in solitude
his missus nods off in her chair
the evening news keep blaring on
christmas carols in the air

she dreams of days gone by
before his current role
the money were a bit tight
when Nick was on the dole

came the christmas poems
then the famous Cola ad
brought in many precious gifts
young Nick has never had

his attitude and caring nature
wishing well and sharing cheer
brought him fame out of the parish
giving back since year after year

the story of a well-to-do person
not too young and not too old
kingdom built out of not much
word of mouth and heart of gold

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘In Disguise’

lonely passerby
insolent demeanor
face hidden in a hoodie

focused eyes
scanning the surroundings
hands deep in pockets

mischief at the fingertips
on a lookout for treasures
in for a change of ownership

cool wind lifts the leaves
storm is brewing above
dark clouds on approach

the hoodie falls back
revealing mop of hair
over stern face

hurt and unheard
disillusioned with life
the face of a child

in disguise

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Defined Time’

static noise
on the line
tells me
all is fine

jittery
on edge
coffee
smells divine

beads of color
precious gift
love shared
on a line

life purpose
full of
guided steps
taken by design

for some
its kids
for some its
glass of wine

there is no
right or wrong
a way that is
defined

oneness in
solitude
the life story
of mine

Poem read by the author

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Have No Shame’

Let your beaming smile glow
Reflect the light of the moon
Beat your heart slow
Until you find your tune


Walk out of the shopping mall
Live in organized fashion
Prop your back to the wall
Grab a book on compassion


Stay on your path, well of the road
Those who practice play the game
Reaching deeper into the code
Loving the past with no shame


Be on time wherever you go
Those who are late are often sorry
When their life changes its flow
Wishful they wrote their own story


Stop and smell the flower bud
Open to full spectrum blossom
Bring oxygen to your blood
Your soul will feel awesome


Like the bullet train on track
Speed of light crushed in an hour
Let the nature have your back
Slow down by an immense power

Rush to nowhere skip out running
Give your body deserved rest
Watch the sunset it is stunning
Stay off your mobile and be blessed


Dissolved In Infinitum