Poetry, lyrics, other words and art…
Looking out over the fray
People hover in clustered ineptitude
Like a low lying fog over turbulent waters
They mill around without direction
Yet, I can sense promise
I can sense hope
As the fog lifts to reveal the true picture
The sun glistens upon the wash of humanity
A child cries out and all heads turn
We are nascent
macrophobia
fear of prolonged waiting
She had it planned out perfectly. Walmart was rarely crowded at this time of day, and her list of items would fill only half of her grocery cart/buggy.
As she approached the checkout lines, however, her macrophobia kicked into high gear. There was only one register open…
Without laughter
There would be no smiles
Without smiles
There would be no love
Without love
There would be no laughter
A rainbow of colors
Collecting the light
A brand new perspective
To help ease the plight
Of the harness that chokes us
Five days a week
It finally ends
With a two day reprieve
So, do all you can
And replenish your soul
And like the kaleidoscope
Do it proudly and bold
Though she had been jaded
His eyes touched her soul
Lost in a cyclone of emotions
She knew he could make her whole
I was visiting my precious granddaughter during a time she was expanding her vocabulary, and I asked her an innocuous question, to which she responded:
“I no know, Papa!”
This is a phrase that my wife and I still repeat today… I do love my babies!
Grammaticaster –
a piddling grammarian
FLANNIGAN
Flanagan was a lady’s man
At least that’s what he thought
Many a time he found himself
With his hand where it should naught
Sophia saw it straight away
With a plan to stop the gaucherie
Flanagan fell for it hook and line
‘Twas the end of his debauchery
es·o·ter·ic
/ˌesəˈterik/
adjective
intended for or likely to be understood by only a small number of people with a specialized knowledge or interest.
Some will bite onto the lead-line while others toss a portion of the net over their shoulder. Some of the net is kept in one hand while a greater portion is held in the other, and then, the hands slide along that portion of it to bring the hands closer together. In this, one is then ready to rock the net backwards in an arch and then quickly forward with a twisting spiral motion, thus causing the net to spin open to its maximum diameter before hitting the water and sinking. I speak of this esoterically, of course!
Kevin Parish 
