At times in life
I shrink and expand
like Tom and Jerry,
once I'm big like a monster
and again like a poppy seed,
hidden forces changing me
heedless to my whims.

I begin to wonder
if life is like that cartoon
flipping images and so
like Tom and Jerry
will I be chasing forever
those big and small sizes
as life takes me
as it pleases?

Wait, what am I now
a poppy seed or monster?
Tom and Jerry chase each other
but the life that chases me
is too big
to fit into the screen,
but all the same
it makes me expand and shrink
and I join Tom and Jerry
bigger or smaller
on the screen
not sure if I fit in.

Wind, you crazy playful wind
do you have to blow away
all the leaves
that will wither anyway
in this fall?

Stop kissing my face
stop tickling my neck
stop blowing my hair
stop playing with my eyes
or clinging to the body.

You can play with the leaves
the trees
as you please
but why me?
I am not your toy
to carry away
in the October wind!

Falling, falling, falling
  swirling, twirling
     brown, yellow, red
          leaves falling
            falling to the ground
               the earth calling
                    calling, calling
                       grasses fading
                           flowers dying,
                              pumpkin, Halloween
                               hey, fall’s calling!

                                  We’re joining
                                   seen, unseen
                                    seasonal decaying
                                       beginning, ending                                      
                                         eternity onwards going
                                          never backing,
                                          inhaling, exhaling
                                           hearts waiting, waiting
                                           smiling, smiling
                                              spring will be coming!

Life is too, too.... what?
No words...none that come
             to speak of demons, lost dreams
                       battling inside,
                         a world war
                             in the inner me!                        
                                
*****  YOU !, YOU  FAT  *** !

I know, in poem, a thing of beauty
I'm crossing set rules
So sorry my "Poemie"!

But the incredulity of it all:
           cannot be without
                  those words so perfect!

Don't worry, its all said
Under breath, a hiss only,
For I hope, really hope,
I still hold on to some sanity!

Door closed, windows shut
blinds drawn,
all quiet, though afternoon
seems like new moon.

Wakes that demon inside
serpents wrapped around,
bitterness, anguish
anger,f frustration
love gone bitter,
no, no, nothing is right!
Don't show me reasons
I see none, I'm okay
in my streaming tears,
why can't I shed enough
to empty this soul
to rid of these burdens?

Tears that I have shed
what do they hold?
Were they not enough?
More and more
they come, exhale grief'
grief inhale!

Ah, mirror
don't reflect this face
contoured with anguish
swollen eyes,
mouth so ugly
with silent screams!

So many calls
so many songs
yet I sit tight
howling inside
let me cry a little more
a little more!

Its red light, have to stop
      car radio streaming in
             favorite Rihanna song
              ....found love in a hopeless place..
looking to right
        catch his intense gaze              
                a fraction, we're locked!
His blue eyes, my hazel
        ' I'd like to know
             me too..'our eyes say.
Honk...honk...
          our eyes unlock
               traffic light's yellow!
Wait, don't want to  miss
         Cupid's arrows!
             don't you think
                 we just had it all?
  But...oh!
  Traffic light is green,
      pressing accelerator
           he's turning left
   me right        
       hopes ditched!
             Traffic lights,
                 can't do this!
Hit highway
      no stopping
           car rushing, yet
hearts keep crying
          a dream of love        
              left to i-95?
Join Rihanna,
            as she sings
                      ..found love in a hopeless place....

Sunlight seeps in
glass windows all
and yet with blinds drawn,
"click'..put on
the electric light,
gives a worthy feeling,
of course
sort of false pride!
The mirror reflects
a haunted look
insomnia
on the face,
mirror, mirror tell me true
so saying
put on more lipstick
more rouge and mascara
Nina Ricci perfume!

Toothpaste
Colgate advanced formula,
or else brushing futile
breakfast cereals
latest blends
tea labelled "Twining"
I-phone pocketed,
boutique shop clothes
stilettos clicking
you get started
feeling good
racing the sports car,
race as if
borrowed happiness
will escape,
its after all
everyday happiness
on a lucky credit card
older bills
still pending,
still pending!!
and yet
these everyday happiness
keeps you going!