Ebit

Space-lit tokens 
Tangle virtual
Cryptic stakeout
A jarful of block chain
Digital spun timelines
The e in the emoney
Ether bold currency
Wallet coding
Currently hopium.

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 ..

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?