Poetry of Everything
An homage to Home
“That’s my spot” Sheldon Cooper
My Spot
I love to travel
I like to work
I am a social kind of extrovert
Life will take me to many places
Different people different spaces
But in the end what matters the most
Is always returning to my favourite post
My Spot
Right, where I left it
An homage to the one and only Bicycle: Jopo
“Finnish made, Finnish played, Finnish trade”
Jopo bicycle, celebrating 50 years 11.09.2015
In nineteen sixty five
It was made to drive
Vintage like myself
From the top shelf
It may be simple
But a smile with a dimple
When riding this bike
Which everyone likes
“Paradise is a state of being, more than just the name of a suburb or a home” Raquel Cepeda
September Sunset in Suburbia
The sun is setting
Day fading into night
Time to count the blessings
Turn on the street lights
Sooner than later
Slumber will cater
Silence over suburbia
Will replace the hysteria
“A man is whole only when he takes into account his shadow” Djuna Barnes
Shadow play
Playing hide and seek
With the part of me
That is truly unique
If you want to complete
The whole picture
Then look closely
In the image of ghostly
There might be a fracture
Which reveals all
Photography & Poetry
Posted in response to The Clinic-Photo Rehab hosted by Lucile De Godoy
“My favourite poem is the one that starts ‘Thirty days hath September’ because it actually tells you something” Groucho Marx
September
Oh bitter sweet September
The time for splendor
The nature soon covered
With a variety of beautiful colours
The illusion of warmth
Before the storm
“Who am I and why am I here? Has just become my greatest fear.” Mohit.K.Misra
Nightmares of Who I Am
Do I have anxieties?
What am I afraid of?
What is my worst fear?
What do I worry about?
Who am I scared of?
If you won’t ask me
I will never tell you
I prefer it that way
Staying anonymous, hidden
An enigma, never written
I’m not special
But I am different
I’m not ordinary
I am distinctive
Im not complicated
I am plain difficult
To your question
“Tell me about your childhood”
Without any hesitation
I say
You misunderstood
I get out
“Suspect each moment, for it is a thief, tiptoeing away with more than it brings” John Updike
Nightmares of Time
Do I have anxieties?
What am I afraid of?
What is my worst fear?
What do I worry about?
Who am I scared of?
Jumping
Into the abyss
Falling, flailing
Yet never reaching
The ground
Suspended in
Mid air
Not flying
Not falling
Running out of time
Sprinting
Leaping
Close enough
Feeling it
Almost touching
Tasting it
Yet never reaching
I want it so much
Running out of time
My heart pounding
Cold sweat
Covering all of me
In my mind the same theme hounding
Of being late
My greatest worry seems to be
Running out of time
Time from what?
My life
“Before you judge me, my actions or my ways, just take a good look in the mirror because honey, you ain’t perfect”
Mirror, Mirror
Mirror Mirror
On the wall
Who is the bitchiest
Of them all?
You say attitude
I say personality
Just because
I piss you off
Mirror Mirror
On the wall
Who is the smartest
Of them all?
I may play dumb
Or a lazy bum
But there within lies the fun
Always thinking like
The fastest gun
Mirror Mirror
On the wall
Is it my reflection
Or a deception?
It is myself I see
Even if thee
Don’t agree
It’s always going to be
Just me
In the
Mirror, Mirror
“Old is always fifteen years from now” Bill Cosby
I’m not getting old, I am getting better
I am becoming a classic
Like the fine wine
For a special occasion to dine
Like the little red Corvette
You always wanted as a pet
I am
much better
more wiser
and even smarter
Than ever
Extraordinary woman
Exemplary human
Remarkable personality
Striking beauty
If you challenge me
I will compete with thee
Reach the finish line
Before you have the time
To Say
Wait for me!
Many things I have accomplished
Some of them without compliments
Many more still to come
Before I am done
What’s up next
You ask
Without being hexed
I would like the task
Ruler of the World naturally to follow
But not today,
Maybe tomorrow
“I have in sincerity pledged myself to your service, as so many of you are pledged to mine. Throughout all my life and with all my heart I shall strive to be worthy of your trust” Queen Elizabeth II
An homage to Queen Elizabeth II
Who would have thought
Of being in the same job
For some sixty three years
– Surely worth some cheers
You’re part of the folk
Even cracked a few jokes
You got street smarts
And certainly won our hearts
Pink, purple or blue
To name but a few
The colours like your spirit
Would inspire many lyrics
Wishes for
Many more
Years of reign
Hear our hail:
Long Live the Queen!
