MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Societal Ode’


With or without
The choice is out

Dropping the game
Not acting tame

Words on the tongue
By a glue clung

Stupid or wise
Hear children’s cries

Beast or a beauty
Stop being snooty

Nails in the coffin
Made by a boffin

At this dying rate
Soon to be one state

Once upon a time
Clean up this grime

Rubbing the smudge
Who can be the judge

Doors opened inside
Nobody to chide

One sudden blow
Same boat we row

Crush the great wall
Dividing us all

Spooky time ahead
Zombies live in dread

Be the difference
Pray for deliverance

Until we rejoice
We still have a voice

Pure breed or mixed
No need to get fixed

Immunity to it all
Let the Jokers fall

Oozing with slime
Freedom is no crime!

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘On A Different Note’

On a paper note
Shining in the dark
He stumbled upon in the park

Cheering now with joy
Ideas fly through his head
Prawns and booze he will get

Festive season upon us
As holidays proceed
It’s time for a decent feed

Prawns from a fish shop
Barbeque that hits the spot
After few drinks lost the plot

Dancing bare and singing
Covered in the midday breeze
Under a canopy of mature trees

Sleepy head and tired looks
He lays down by the table
No longer conscious or able

Woken by a gagging smell
Not much that could be said
Sound that resonates his head

Prawns no longer recognized
His hair in unorderly fashion
Fire alarm for his burning passion

Beep Beep with compassion

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Until We Reunite’

Leaving it all behind
Running shoes on
Escaping to the forest

Pathetic robotic society
Smothered with a dirty gag
Blinders on eyes

Locked into contracts
At the devil’s mercy
Shivers down the spine

Freedom buried in lyrics
Brain power sold to AI
Numb and cold hearts

Leaving during an operation
Half body rests in comma
Mind conscious and aware

Soul unconsciously wanders
Unconfined by space and time
Free from human worry

The strings of the marionette
Attached tightly from above
Nowhere to go so pucker up

Bang! The bubble has burst
Roundup sprayed into the eyes
Clear vision gradually reoccurs

The medicine woman
Returns to her roots
Tinctures and potions

With a swish of magic wand
Life moves forward in time
New beings emerge

Time to move on
Build new peace
Connect the lost

Until we reunite
Into the One
Breath

MIDNIGHT POETRY – “Turkey’s Delight”

Idly doodling and about life brooding
The cat has been fed the duck needs new bed
Movement of crisp air blowing through the door
Thanksgiving turkey almost on its last legs


The oven is hot and dry ready for this autumn high
Cranberries smashed for juice giving out silent clues
Pecans and pumpkin praised for a healthy choice
Sweetness and delight in the crust of the pie


The flickering candle lit in memory of the motionless bird
Bread pudding tastelessly smashed into its empty entrails
Now the oven is nicely hot ready to receive the visitor’s body
Table gets laid in anticipation by the hungry eyes of a carnivore


Blessed be our lifestyle choices when we listen to animal voices
Seeing past differences viewing the spec of life inside each being
Creations by the Grand Master breathing into each one sentient qualities
Conscious and aware our satiety provided for by plant life forms


Exhale and have a piece

of

Turkey’s delight