Scamdemic

Scamdemic 
Pandemic 
Endless epidemic 
Made me weak
No exercise 
No sleep
Made me sick 
Sitting at home 
Weary to the bone
Am always on the phone
Feeling all alone

If vaccine is the cure
I took it
I feel sick all the more
I wonder what is in store 

Will death come before?
Or will they kill us
With another lockdown 
Bulldozing the economy into breaking down 
Sword of Damocles hanging on heads like a thorny crown.

Pharma mongers plunder
Throwing vulnerabilities asunder 
Masses knuckle under
The big powers big blunder 
Politicians puny worth
The muck, the scum of earth 
Weapons of masked destruction, sanitizers , the works
A sanity rush going berserk 

Destroying mankind’s pulse
The ruckus of a black fungus ..

I check to see if my oximeter still works ..

4 a.m.

4 a.m
Counting sheep:
I pull the wool
Over my eyes 

Dad

On the phone
His sepia smile 
The timbre of his voice 

In the sunshine of forgetfulness
I look for nature’s colourful cursive footnotes 
Stash my pocket with wildflowers 
A flower for each moment I miss you 
Together we smile and sky write into the cosmos 
You live beyond us
Into eternity 

I trace a poem into my heart. 

My Faltering Quill

Tapping into my cosmic heart 
I shake the stars from the constellations 
A blues breeze wraps starry 
Gypsy notes 
Scatter the Milky Way 
Cereus blooms fuse scents of a jazz  manouche 
The moon cleaves the ether 


I write a poem in the dying light 
My quill falters...

Children In Mourning

Virgin shrouds
Mourning wombs
Innocence cut short
Parents' lap
Empty broken
Shoulders weary
Eyes weighed
Bullets strayed
Nameless assail
Hopes frail.

When bombs fly
And sirens cry
Children cannot defy
They wonder if they 
Will live to see
Another dawn
Play and run all day long
And they wonder 
What the fighting is all about?

Tangerine Twilight

Tangerine drips
The sea:
I walk the sands 
Into twilight.

Said the knife to the hand

Don’t cut off your nose 
To spite your face
You will just become 
A public disgrace 
Bleed deceit 
Breathless feat 
Two cold feet 
Destructive defeat 
Of a face 
You can’t replace. 

Get a handle on

You can fly off the handle
But please don’t take the door with you :
Just knock it off. 


# senryu

Kings of Bling

Garnet- Energy of January
Spiritual, passionate, fiery.

Amethyst- February's purple pride
Power of a personal ride.

Aquamarine- Bloodstone-
Touch of the sea, to turn the sun
March worn, their charm shown.

Diamonds die hard in April
All cut up, a coveting eternal.

Emerald- May's green purity
This growth crystal's divinity.

Pearl-Alexandrite-Moonstone
June's opalescent chastity shown.

Ruby-July's mystical and rare red
This king of gems...royal bred.

Peridot- Spinel- Sardonic
August's sparkling  cabochons.

Sapphire- September's blue innocence
A karmic, third eye  evanescence.

Tourmaline- Opal-October's play of color
A color palette to discover.

Citrine- November's warm healing
Topaz-Novemver's golden enhancement. 

Turquoise- Tanzanite- Zircon
December's unique velvety delight
The blues, the violets vividly enticed.

Cotton Candy Clouds

The transparency of blue 
Floating on ice:
I look for cloud nine