What Does A Bus Carry? What does a bus carry? A bus carries...hopes,...dreams,...ambitions.As it meanders downthirsty streetsparched by the noonday heat. Every warm body on boardon the way to onefinal destinationof...cheers...fears...jeers...tears. What does a bus carry? Sunbeams and clustersof ...concatenation...coagulation...congestion. What lies ahead lies withinthat moving contraption.Each one a constellationof endless ...contemplation...consideration...continuation. A busstops at … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #45
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My Monday Metrical Musings #44
I Really Don't Wanna Know Stop!Don't tell meI really don't wanna know.Don't tell me you're sorryI've got nowhere to goStop!Don't tell meI really don't wanna knowDon't tell me you're sorryI've got zero friends And more than one foe Stop!Don't tell meI really don't wanna knowDon't say that you miss meYet you're always a no-show Stop!Don't … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #44
My Monday Metrical Musings #43
Disappointments Disappointments.I've known quite a few.They're stuff I would rather forget.Yet always they're in my headPrancing about ever so cruel! DisappointmentsIn my looks.DisappointmentsIn my work.DisappointmentsWith my family.Disappointments With self worth. Disappointments.I've known my fair share.Taking me for a skyrideThen dropping me in midair. DisappointmentsIn relationships.DisappointmentsIn scholastics.DisappointmentsIn politics.DisappointmentsIn logistics! Just once I'll like to throwDisappointmentsInto the … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #43
My Monday Metrical Musings #41
The little boy who... There once was a little boy Who loved nothing more than to sighEveryone around who heard himWould pause and ask him: "Why?" There once was a little boy Who loved nothing more than to whineEveryone around who heard himCould barely cover their ears in time. There once was a little boyWho … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #41
My Monday Metrical Musings #40
My Wish This National Day As my nation hits the ripe, old age of 56Today.I feel compelled at 51to tell her Right away. We will get thru'I'm sure of it,this CovidPandemic.But there's something moreI'm looking for --a new innerSchematic. We've fought too longto prove that we are capable andStrong.But I suspect,and indeed I fear,we've been … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #40
My Monday Metrical Musings #39
Muscle memory The body is builtBe it skinny or fatEvery stitchEvery itchTo never forget The body hasThe perfect memoryEvery flinchEvery singeBurned into its anatomy I learned of thisA while agoWhen an innocent questionCaused my being to convulse.I thought I had forgottenSomething that happened Back when I was only just a child. But my body Its … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #39
My Monday Metrical Musings #37
Lost Words & Phrases Take a few minutesAnd come join meAs I call out words and phrasesThat have lost their meaning. What pray tellAm I speaking of?Why, don't you know?The following beauts of course!These modern-day sonnetsThat shimmer and shineYet are hollow and fakeWorse than swamp and slime!Words and phrases like: "How are you? We were … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #37
My Monday Metrical Musings #36
These Dreams Spare a little candleLight my darkened dreams.So I can see what's movin'Among these forest trees.Pale skin, glistenin'Perfume, intoxicating.As the crescent moon hangs overA land that's fast asleep. Shadows everywhereSuffusin' my memory.I wish to stay foreverIn this revelry.I know it's far beyond meStill I yearn to be.With my princess, my angelWaitin' inside these dreams. … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #36
My Monday Metrical Musings #35
4.40 Sudden joltPitch blackWoke upTo seeIt's 4.40! Same every dayWho to blame Deep asleep ILong for, yet Awake at 4.40! Why can't I onlyWake up at 8.40?Just like my spouseUnconscious by my side Sadly not to beFor me, it's 4.40! Is it anxiety and stress?Old age, indigestion, "high tide"?My internal clock gone amok?I may never … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #35
My Monday Metrical Musings #31
Ever Wish...? Ever wish you could go back in timeTo that fateful conversation?Get behind the face and eyesEach explosive altercation?Or peek under that cool veneerJust to see what lies beneath?To discover every fear and tearDewdrops from a trembling leaf? Ever wish you could go back in timePick up where you left off?As if nothing ever … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #31