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 Aug 2014 purple orchid
ryn
Sigh! It's so boring! Life's but a loop
Wish I could run with a circus troupe
Or maybe join a rock climbing group
Why doesn't 'coup' sound exactly like 'coop'
'Coop' rhymes with 'soup' which is 'coup' with an 'S'
I'm late, in hot soup! What a mess!

Work...work... Gotta get to work. I'm late
Aww man...did you really have to lock the gate??
Splendid, terrific, this is just great!
Who the heck puked on this floor made of slate

I'm out and it's pouring now. The rain will wash it away
Sh*t! It's pouring and I'm stranded, no brolly. Yay...!

Stranded...thank goodness I have music
Choose shuffle and then click
Through my plugs, stream out N'Sync
I know... I know... I know what you must think

I think I have to think of something
Take shelter for now is what I'm thinking

Or maybe I should call in sick
No...no... It's the last day of the week
A taxi! A taxi I should seek!

A taxi would quicken my pace
If I can get one in the first place
If only I hadn't sold... I still had my bike
My head wouldn't potentially be on a pike

Miss my bike, her knobby tyres, she was my Winona Ryder
Sensuous and sleek, my Yamaha with jet black fender
Ride a bike, must wear shoes. Much safer

Love my shoes, I own more than a dozen
Nails need trimm... Oh look! A ******* raven!

No... a crow... Well, some bird stranded like me
Can't fly on wet feathers seeking refuge under a tree

Wait a second! Where was I?
Oh nails! Trimming tonight, I must try
Clean fingernails, everyone likes
***! I'm still stranded! Yikes!

Brave the rain, walk briskly, no time to waste
Move quickly, go on...make haste!

Care not for getting wet
Go now! Ready...get set...
Awgh! Didn't zip up my bag
This just adds on to my lag

ZIPP!
TRIP!

Tripped over a stone
No one saw, luckily I'm alone!

Gee... I have 21 bags, perhaps too many for a guy
Must go jogging tonight, next week or maybe next July
Oh shoot, shoelace's undone...now I've got to tie
Text message in on my phone, volume set on high

Work just texted, asking so many questions
Among which - "Have you submitted last week's requisitions?"
Why do we text when we can talk
People don't meet anymore, on Facebook they rock

Hmm beginning to hate Facebook but I still do check
Woohoo! Found a coin by the grass verged track
Oh ten cents, well it's still money
I'll save it, it'll come in handy
Perfect! Now I'm wet
Because of the coin I tried to get

Hmm...where was I again?
Gosh my mind's like a derailed train
One of those days I guess I'll remain...
A...

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And I'm still NOT AT WORK!!!! But at least I'm 10 cents richer!
I love the steady sound
of rolling thunder.
When it comes around,
it reminds me,
reminds of you
lying in the rain.
Your eyes were as beautiful
as a mountain meadow,
peering through the grey,
sweet visions of sunnier days
& we'd play for hours,
feel the power of the sacred Earth
trembling below our bodies
like rolling thunder.
 Aug 2014 purple orchid
Aaron Bee
Ring your arms
Around my neck
And call me
“dead”
Because that
Is what I am.
Pain is love, like a
Room full of broken
Mirrors
Single mirror stands
Reflecting what is
True.
numb reflect mirrors thoughts
Turn left and then take the first right
Go straight till find on left a lane
Walk a few paces till comes to your sight
A left turn and one more again!

Take the second one till the eyes meet
The path being broken into two
One goes right and the other to left
Which one to take you got no clue!

Take the left one the right one is blind
Walk for a few minutes more
Count the lampposts six you would find
On the way you cross many a door!

Walk till you reach a broken windowpane
Peeping from there a knowing face
He is the one who can tell the right lane
To be taken to find your address!
It's a magic number
Never lonely,
A history in the past
Always again, again,
And once more again

It surfaces repeatedly
Always in the pattern
It's a singular certainty
But by threes
Happenstance, maybe
Coincidence, ok
Maybes

But it's been for years
Three weeks, months, years
Like guard in hell
Too easy to blame the number
Doesn't let you out

But take the number
It's in your palm
That's the trick
If you know the pattern
Use the pattern

Look at the number
First is always honey
Moon's easily reprieve
Second is the morning after
Dawn's soonest drift
Third the learning
Of souls, reflections bold

Always in phase
From one to another
Memories dredge up
To say, no, don't let this be
Whisper, destroyed, wasted soul

Maybe it says
You don't have the right
Not to happiness or delight
Cursed to break
Not Midas Touch

But this is not what I see
To me, you are the purest soul
Childish in joke, quick to laugh
Passion unbridled, sharp of tongue
Brightly alight, witty and alive
Full of fight, free flying sight
Clean and shining, white

If only I could give you
The sight of you
How I see you
Beautiful, awesome
Might
The gray wall standing
Old bricks protecting the mansion
Colorful graffiti brings change
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