Today’s Runaway Slave (Pondering Haiku)
Loosed away, work chains.
Underground railroad egress
Train of thought delays
Crowding on platforms
Travails via black star lines
No fruit from labor
Commuted sentence
Telework logs overtime.
Work for life balance
Me work come from dawn.
Night come and me wan' go home.
To rent too damn high
Retirement parties
Not a care, no Medicare
No service, track work
Plights fight inclusion
Dead presidents, no regard
Mule train solution
Forty-acre tool
Diversified inclusion
Track improvement plan
Redcoats strike again.
Uncovered hoods, sundown towns
Discounting two cents
Enough sense to know.
Historically end... |
Enemy of a State
Shattered mirrors,
Painting a picture,
Gathering shards,
Swept up as to discard.
Thinking I had it all, atlas.
Until one rogue piece cut from my…past
Close by, under tow, least expected,
Never thinking so, making a way,
Out the corner of my mind
I was hit from behind, twirling to find
It twas a mirage, surreal nightmare
The present gift was in the feel right heir
I forgot how shook I was to even go there
So I buried her imagery, until glimpsing memory,
Glancing blows, that brought sharp pangs,
That just as quickly, dissipates, leaving ponder,
Wandering around, cursing in the here and now
Questioning, how in the now, could I have let this happen,
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Building Circles
Know an Arc, playing parts.
Castaways depart, intrepid two steps.
Escaping the deluge of unseemly waves
Promising horizons, via protracting out clauses.
A wait to carry, defying all, even the unimagined
Movements are buoyed between above and down under
Summer falls, winters to spring arrival, always obstructed.
Constructed in a divine draftsman sojourn journalling instruct
Oft times half built, as progeny stand at precipice wandering.
What was written on spirt, appeals in the curious to a survivalist
The plan continues perpetually in building the contemporary
For today is in some way tied to yesterday’s tomorrow in Déjà vu
Retracing and refining civilizations lost during times of forgetting
So walk long, and far, never alone, together We must Re-member
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Soul-Mate Station
Travelers’ from far to near
Goin’ places, fulfilling dreams that never leave.
Tracing steps from past lives spent.
Sightseers stick out, attired as fair-weather believers.
Followers of scent, gatherers rush in to convene.
Love is at work for Love seemingly never ever sleeps.
Love curators crafting schemes, are the first to depart broken hearted.
Missed connections, others forever lost in misdirection.
Sojourning to look on from overcrowded waiting areas.
Seldom stopping to consider glancing past a runway of incoming arrivals.
Passenger manifests reveal newcomers, hearts in need of just reprieve.
Expectant Escalators travel up and down, as if on an unclosed wheel.
Appeal is heightened for travel to destinations on one-way tickets.
Frequent flyers lie in open spaces, ex-patriate or exiles that no longer believe.
Connections are made... |
Awaits
Hearts race, love is chase
Found wanting, thrown in place
Life calls collect from memory lanes
A season to recall, like summer to fall
Movements are swept up in sudden change
Never 2b seen in fact how root from seed remain
Sown in silent steps, before my “I” knows what begets
I knew, and kind of sort of believed, so still even still faith is kept
Forgotten placements of footprints fitting solely out of ancestors’ instep
For happiness and peace are my soul companions 2b never-ending
Ports of call, from exotic to serendipitous are visited and marked in imprints
Happiness remains whether swiftly moving or being quite still in being
Destiny is a mountain of certain promise always dis... |
Quest for Fire
Cold hands’ clutch to pine for minute hours
Warm hearted touch, reminds amore to forever
Hot hands fan infamy, stroking fears uncomfortably
Wanting only bids of two cents, paying for sins dutifully
Frozen in ye ole style, forgotten writing sides of one another
From babes to fools, to wolves to tool who is saving whom
Buried in success, freed by obscurity leased progressively
Peace came from the ignite of reanimate embers readers’ digest
Ah yes, it was the coldness of the many feats, blues less oxygen
Turning brittle by the covering of whimsical stuff of cold outside within
Undercovering the dearth of ... |
Flash Cards
Never learnt to play cards, since ‘21
Taking a hit even though already @seventeen
Busted and tossed from thus gaming frame
Aboard life’s shuffle on cruise ships suite
Towards and ever expanding ah-Bridge’d crossing
My movements were to slide by rules of Uno
Even Solitaire became foreign amongst a family ‘affairs
Wavy was always deep waters to swim through trunks
Never knew what dog paddling could do upon throwing hands
Til I reached the other side breathing, still alive, to Go Fish
Sighs of relief as I begin again to try and backstroke across reneges
Life savers both float and sink, as I drink from both sides of Gin Rummy
All the fuss and fight to make one book, still failing to make&n... |
Puzzle
Golden brown leaves rotate nearby
During a daily walk in this wonder why
Power is revealed again in returning guise
Fractured yet still attracted to bids 2b whole
Living along, hard and fast to recount a soul
Never actually lost, more or less forgotten past
Passersby’s briskly instep seeming to know the path
Shared smiles are too kept in commute daily by such profile
Wishes were granted, but 2b free, no more sights to see outside
Trading company for the emptiness to recycle again
Darkness descends as the light retreats on time
Counting the hands holding the feats of imaginary lines
Conceived from the recesses of a ... |
Poor Dawg’s Misery (haiku)
Steaming bowels howl
Chained misery growls aloud
Hit dawg hollered foul
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Fall Crawls
Sunshine depends, shadows deepen
Breezes once pleasant, increases frequency
Waters saturate dried pavements’ run-off
Showers turn cold and the reign of rain returns
Relief by way of sighs, greet outdoor humility
Harvested vibrancy is stored for lasting consume
Subtle coverings and shawls, mark the overall mood
Flash dried rues align the pathways in deafening applause
Flurries of fauna, return from invisibility to scurry about
Acorns and other messenger seeds are circulated round ‘bout
The Fall creeps ... |
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