"meeter" poems
Never sure who's boss between us
He comes when called
several minutes later...
Blinking sweetly
smiling as only cats can
Golden, half-moons of sunlit bliss
watch fat yellow-jacket
marginally motivated
The hunt cannot compare
to the soft grass with its tender clover
a full belly
and the meeter-of-all-needs nearby
But the quick jitter-dance
of an easy moth
sends the tiger
to the jungle of forsythia
Gleaming, stalking stripes
Alternating white of paws in precise approach
The prey? Too quick
The predator? Too old and lazy
prefers attention
Lumbers slowly back
lolling against coffee cup
Enough....
On needles of white pine
a secret lion has lain down
waiting only for the lamb
Aug 24, 2017
Aug 24, 2017 at 7:05 PM UTC
What if that is true love. Being able to inherently identify with an object so closely that you begin to feel for it, or more accurately, through it. The way I often sense a single fault in a two thousand meeter sprint as if I were the hull whose gunnel flexed underneath each and every stroke. The way we trust the smooth pavement as it communicates with us seamlessly through 56 centimeter tires. I assume that it varies directly to the feeling of loving another person. But I figure it is a much more arduous task, as I cannot simply deconstruct the human anatomy like the bolts that secure my oarlock and I cannot adjust someones heart like the seat stay of my single speed in order to cope with my own discomfort.
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 4:04 PM UTC
MYSTERIOUS WOMAN.Vol 1
The Encounter vol.1- By Phyll
(two campus students meet for the first time.the male is so active and social.he tends to keep the conversation spiced by fluttering the lady.the lady is also fun to have around since she's not only beautiful but also classy.)
Phyll; "You're super cute. What's your name?"
Her; *Laughs "Oh thank you. It's Shivanny."
Phyll; "Have you had this affect on everyone today or just me?"
Her; Laughs "Just you."
Phyll; "I don't believe you. I think you get dressed up every day to see how many random strangers you can meet. You're that random stranger meeter I heard about on the news. The one that keeps stopping all the guys at MMU from getting to their classes."
Her; Laughs again "Oh my god, who are you?"
Phyll; "I'm Phyll, good to meet you."
(we shake hands)
Phyll; "So, how do you like attending school here?"
Her; "It's cool. The people here are nice."(let's assume she doesn't ask me a question back)
Phyll; "It seems cool but I'm actually not a student here. Don't tell anybody (whispering). I'm just visiting from that other school across town. You ever been?"
Her; "Oh Strath? Yeah, I like it."
Phyll; "You seem cool. We should hang out sometime." Pulling out my phone "What's your number?"
Her; "Not that quick boy.Meet me at the parking later.My number is KQA 001S.
Phyll;"meaning?"
Her; "c'mon charming!"
Phyll;(staring with the 'i don't know look)
Her; "Kenyan Queens Association 001 Shivanny. Find that machine in the parking"(as she walks away)
...Boy-child left speechless...
To be continued...
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Jul 1, 2018
Jul 1, 2018 at 6:39 AM UTC