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Where Shelter Jun 2023
<6:36 AM>


~for Joanne Louise Veronika~

patches of light, snatches of sleep,
cumulative tallies of every 24 hour arrhythmia,
detect heart alarms ringing, watch warnings screeching beeping

who cares!

new commitment, self imposed!

greet the early ones with sooth and java,
a combination, “all across the nation,”
ease them in from sleeply lyrical dreams,
to a clear sky, renew anew, bay waters
running new tide fast, tiny tendrils of water points,
etch-a-sketch paths to a calm souls restoration

the smoke haze bad dream departed,
sun rays warmth for the invisible innards,
waves look like the EKG of human at peace,
resting heart rate steady and rhythmically sweet

and I laugh at myself, preposterous!
this is my secret path to restoration,
please laugh at me, join the raucous joy
of not-taking-yourself too seriously,
meaning of a new light, fresh waters,
of an old friend, the same diurnal perspective,
a new alphabet that spells but a singular duality,
a two-word~poem of
meditative perfection:

calm sheltering
Sat Jun 10
Silver Beach, S.I.
Geno Cattouse Sep 2014
Nowadays we ..speak freely...feelweakly.

Nowadays we.. think freely... thank... fewly
Bask...rudly.

Nowadays we  ***** nitley...love litely...
Love fightly....

Nowadays we...Think fewly...talk..cool-ly
Do...small-ly

These days  we wise...litely...blaze...brightly...high
Highly...*****...drunkly.­..boogie... funkly.
TheseDays we...spend freely
Debt...really.
Today we...hide deeply...no sleeply.
Feel..me ?
-Test-J Jun 2015
Of course, I am not okay with it, for it was yours,
And not mine to take,and as it is deemed yours,
How must one feel when you say it was our,
Mistake; that must be it, for I,
Am to blame.

But you nor I will give it no name or a bed from which
It will raise its sleeply head. We open our eyes and acknowledge.
That what we ought to have not let it rest and
Put our heads together for the best.

For it wishes to peep will never been achieved.
For it's silent cries never to be heard,
As it is tossed with utmost care,
In a bin with parts Here-
Nor-there, with gloves
To pat a job well done.

— The End —