#awry
Sometimes the stars don't align
the pieces just can't arrange
so baby, we'll have to resign
your touch, just out of range
Gods may conspire and scheme
keeping our passions in check
we'll always be in our dreams
though all of our planning
a wreck
Although we may be apart
the clock will cycle again
no matter who and/or what
time we've spent
and memories we'll
always retain
Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 10:38 AM UTC
She was
nestled low
that seldom
a thief
where her
package large
for Grant
Street's nighty
night kept
her glow
like an
ember there
before a
chair that
lifted sheer
her love
and drew
a bone
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 9:16 PM UTC
prior to passing thru ****** buck naked bare
this grandson of Aaron, the sole heir –
foreshortened to Sol Aire
evinced (as shown via ultra sound),
which at birth became crystal clear,
an obsessive compulsive prone
human being, endear
ringly cute as a baby monkey possessed fear
some countenance tipping the scales needled gear
greater or lesser than seven pounds
(minus or plus a few ounces)
with a mass of dreaklocked hair,
otherwise a gangly sack of many a lovely bone,
whereat obstetricians
could not help himself but jeer
thus upon exiting birth cana;
found him twirling loose
***** follicular fibers accord
ding to medical records,
a combination of his being bored
(with a really lee super strong arm penchant)
to sport dreadlocks, tough as hemp cord
an anomaly, which no app could com pare,
boot nonetheless highly adored
resembling inimitable indestructible filaments,
when taut could lift off the ground a board
dillow, which no reference manual could address
even topnotch experts queried, could not explain
outrageous constituent rare
lee if never seen before, though still insured,
a novel boot nada so critical freak of nature ma lord
hirsute component part in a triple tier moored
substantial pressure upon the head,
entwining, looping, spilling somehow
interweaving umbilical cord
into a mass of whirled wide webbed wear suitable for
four seasons, which bamboozled,
grew like Kudzu into
an immense globular mass galore
('bout the size of Rhose Island) after one year ****
more, and wove in part from stem cell threads, nor
ceased proliferating after birth placenta
accrued intact and immediately put in cold store
room, a by very peculiar product
tinged with strands of blond hair
evoking how lioness would roar
coccooning, contriving,
and conveying this tiny dude
into a self concocted
hermetically sealed giant spore
miniature mummy, who without doubt
looked like a lady bug hide entombment
able to survive thermonuclear war
as a minor subsequent repercussion
the downy side understood, impeterable forest
filched countless growing years, without jest
ting, when figurative messed
hair em scare em bedlam reigned as a supreme nest
sans shrieking obsessed invisible hoodlums
broke free their electric kool aid acid test
from maximum security solitary confinement in vest
ment for naught (busting andirons weighing down
with reinforced steel trapdoor cladding
didst not bar compulsive
banshee like imps of thee pervert,
but merely slow down
miniscule limbs emulated a hitch hiker thumb
upon will could assume the Alaska Bull Worm sized
Albatross shaped achorage)
unsinkable (short term)
screaming, rebelling, quaking,
atomic sized banshee beastie boys
et cetera with fiery zest.
Nov 24, 2017
Nov 24, 2017 at 9:21 PM UTC
Lone crane fly crying,
chasing mates went awry,
from despair swinging.
Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 3:06 PM UTC
(((( broken record ))))
..........it usually depends...........
.......on prevailing circumstances.......
The fragility, or inconsistency of excuses
Can't just ignore the gravity of a situation
Some behaviors....need immediate attention
Could also be....the dominant mood of the day
The five girls say, it's not the day's.........but mine
However they look at it, or feel about it....they obey
Right values must be inculcated in their growing minds
Words have to be repeated....clarified.....and emphasized
Advice given by kinsfolk, must be heard.............and I smile,
As I ignore their pouting lips...unnecessary frowns....snorting.
Can't ever be their Wonder Woman....to keep them from falling,
So, with a loud or modulated voice...I say my piece over and over
Like a record gone awry....playing off and on.....every now and then.
Got to be broken at times
Got to play my music
As often as needed.
Sally
Copyright May 7, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 11:10 PM UTC
The warmth came to you one day
And it really wanted to stay
But you pushed it away
You where to use to the gray
There was nothing the warmth could say
To make you even a little bit sway
So it tried to spread a warming ray
But you looked at in disgust and let it lay
And so it simply, painfully and slowly decayed
Mar 19, 2016
Mar 19, 2016 at 8:41 PM UTC
Do you know why my
skin is awry?
Because it is unable
to cope with the
purity of my
soul which calls
your name all
the time to
enhance its
purity!
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 2:19 PM UTC