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  Jun 2017 Elizabeth Squires
catherine
Our vessel sails across
tranquil seas and
subtle waves
no visible signs
of thunderstorms
no heavy winds
or pitch-dark clouds
in the harbor of safety
we lie untroubled
but not for long


the serenity of the
waters is not a
guarantee
to the end
of the shore
when you’re stuck
in the doldrums
it’s stagnant melancholy
a torrent of calm
is deserting too


I'm in a voyage of love
where the anchor
is you
but the ship
is already sunken
to the deep trenches
and it pleads
to be saved
The doldrums (a region where there is inactivity in the water) would be a metaphor for a kind of love that is stagnant and boring because everything becomes routine.
You're in my dreams Love
and my nighttime fantasies
Oh sigh, goodnight stars
in the long ago
a randy poet
did contact me
via the site's
internal email
he requested that I should
pen him some ****** verse
due to me being
such an obliging person
I wrote the fellow
a few lines
of the hot and steamy
variety*
he was quite satisfied
with how they affected
the pelvic region
and it engendered
such a goodly arise
Sir Percy
response
but after several months
all communication
between us
did abruptly cease
for he had found
a more seasoned poetess
to scribe him stuff
*in a spicer pitch
  Jun 2017 Elizabeth Squires
Seema
Glow worms brighten, the
Moonless night, decorating
Itself on some trees
Like twinkling of million stars
Shedding pure eternal bliss


©sim
Tanka
5-7-5-7-7 syllables
Sitting in a rocking chair
Hearing voices that aren't there
With a face full of despair
Where did grandma go

Grandma sitting staring into space
With a lost look on her face
In a dress all edged in lace
Where did Granma go?

Grandma' still in side we know
Her expression doesn't show
Her old eyes have lost their glow
Where did Grandma go?
Where did Grandma go?

She used to laugh and tell us tales
"Bout old Ahab chasing whales
Now, her thoughts slow as a snails
Where did Grandma go?

We'll keep coming by to see
Till the day her mind's set free
She will not remember me

Where did Grandma go?
Grandma' still in side we know
Her expression doesn't show
Her old eyes have lost their glow
Where did Grandma go?
Where did Grandma go?

Doctor's came on their last rounds
Grandma was nowhere around
Grandma died without a sound
Where did Grandma go?

Grandma now is gone
flying up close to the son
We knew what had to be done
Where did Grandma go?

Grandma' still in side we know
Her expression doesn't show
Her old eyes have lost their glow
Where did Grandma go?
Where did Grandma go?
(a tanka)

Cruel realm indeed,
This cold, marble land we breed,
With mishaps of greed
In dreary torture, we bleed
—Wretched souls to feed.
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