MR. CERTIFIABLE

 

I'll break the words,

destroy them,

put them upside down.

I'll do as I like

 because I own the world

...and I'm crazy.

Follow my rules

for you are ruined if you don't

because this world is mine

... and I'm insane.

L.O.V.E is that silly invention

which you think will save you

But it won't.

Because I own the world

... and I'm deranged.

.............

On disappearance and selfishness

She  went after her dog

Nearly dusk

“Luna! Come to mum!”

Hours gone

Despair grown

Nowhere to be found

Never seen again

The dog up at dawn

Though

Some  accuses the bullying guy

Others : ‘she just run away.’

I say

What the hell

She’s ruined my day...

Image credit: In A Dark Wood by Scott Hunt

it seems (re edited)

It so seems to me

That you spy me

From the corners of time

Which they say no longer is

For such thing

Does not exist

But I remember…

It so seems to me

That you are near

Because I dream you

In the deep far ends

Where my memory gets

And you peer into my mind

Since those days when

My skinny body was

Made of young cells

And bewilderment…

 And it so seems

Because I sense you

Like a dry tear

To the departed dead.

Image:

 Surreal by AnaCBStudio

erase

time does not erase

or takes away

or gets rid of

time is only 

a reminder 

of time itself

of this inability

to forget

 forgive

 foresee.

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IMAGE > blue by GooFE

2013, or...

 

 

...Good...

Another year’s gone

Will all

your wishes come true?

Are you going to

 resolve any of the twelve?

They should be thirteen

instead

It does not seem as if it were

to start

all over again

Feels more like

 a continuity of what

began centuries ago

And

That is lasting

Now

 too long.

...Bad...

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IMAGE: Making a fresh start by Amanda Cass

HAPPY NEW YEAR!
.
.

near

So soft
so

So gentle
so

my skin
all

and
don't know
how much of

my soul

relieved 

for a second
or two

at the thought of
a bit of

your presence.





Around the lakeby AlexandraSophie

setting off

Drowned in the loneliness
Of this island
Sinking in the ocean
Of hunger and wounds

Smelling the twilight
Words tangle

It’s departure time

Tears fly
and are trapped
in the circling of our hearts

All that noise is deaf
The beat on our chests
break the silence
the mess

Eyes do the talking

Hoping not to regret
it's never too late

It’s departure time.

And the roads were always there
for us to be walked.
The guitar was always there

for us to be played
Piles of books
could’ve been read

Instead, we took the shortcuts
we sang out of tune
and we just read

the summaries.

And now

it's getting too late. And now...

It is departure time.

[Sorry- forgot the image credit]

While observing

These pairs 

just  don’t match

yet, 

they hold hands

and show off.

A few too many 

gross bodies

 showing vital  

dissatisfaction.

This heat’s burning 

my  left arm

while I drive 

 home to safety.

Image: Smile While Observing by Adam Bloom

.Joining d'verse

..

Joining at d’verse because it’s Tuesday and because, honestly, I always expect some people to read. That’s so selfish on my part-I reckon- since I’ve been off blogging and  unable to catch up lately. Please, let me apologize for that, esp.  to those who (as I used to) find the time to come here, no matter what.

THANK you so much for being there.

Also, please, understand, I’ve been trying to comment on some of you- but having to write down my comments together with passwords, mails and/ or verification words... makes it all so much worse. Could you please get rid of that?

Anyway, thank you again!

D.

Moment or Momentum

Extreme enlightenment  

      frees the souls

     which visit the venue

       under no condition

            for long

.

To the creative

    a whole

to the ignorant

    a hole

.

Pending someone’s decision

     whose name is found

     near and on

          both poles

.

The daring

     call it forfeit

the timid

      a new sacrifice

.

No achievers

.

None conversant with

when it ends up

or if it ever does.

      ...

Posted for d'verse

Fantasy (from my exhibition) by Antanas

inconclusive

Apart from all this I seize

I am all this I dream

The cracked walls

In the messy  dirty

wet house

the aggressive rough

 huge wave

the shaky unprotected

narrow staircase

the dirt

the naked

the blind

and that guy

who ignores

and avoids me

day and night

Boulevard Of Broken Dreams by Keith Reesor

Daring

There should be a last time

As there is a first

My tiny wisdom dares say

I find no end to this unrest

The afternoon was complete

It began on purpose

But the sun went down

Bringing a sleepless clear night

And I dared say

This getting old is getting familiar

It matches

As a flower to spring

And the odds go

And so do

The losses.

Image: lady of the limbs, silence by Shyra Oker-Teed

[My dear friends I do not expect you to comment or even read... I just need to blog, post stuff, dare... My busy life at the moment does not allow me to visit all or any of you. May I say how sorry I am for that... Hoping to catch up one day soon.
Thanks for your sympathy  and  empathy :-/
Cheers]

missing titles as well

  

Trees shaped

 by north winds

A poet hit

then blessed

by a star

Still his pen

 got nothing to write

For if the muse can’t choose

Nothing is there to do

But wait till the winds

Swirl from south.

 

Image>  The birds were here yesterday by Adolf Panonskij

One Is...

 One’s fire

And fireworks.

Looking at the one I am carrying

In the mirror

This satisfaction of being

One, for

One’s exactly the same

And   

Completely different.

One’s the sea  

as it meets the sky in the horizon.

One’s peace

Minding the mind

The understanding

The sympathy.

One’s nothing

Compared to everything

And

Everything

Compared to the whole.

(Adapted from a poem I once wrote called Who Am I?- long ago)

Time, Part IV by Aimee Stewart

abaft

This is

Where the far end of the snowstorm gets

This is

Where we are not adapted

And no heating is enough,

for most have none

This is

A place to swim, sunbathe

And wear cardigans at the most.

Not a place to shiver and freeze

Where scarves and thick socks

 do not do their deeds

Because it gets deep

 into the bones till

 we get stuck

and paralysed.

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A Measure of Winter by Janis Zroback

 

let loose

I take it

you are wandering about me

messing my free moments up

I take it it’s for the sake of love

or obsession

a fixation

a compulsion

that wakes you up

if I’m not there

you won’t take it

and a blink is not enough

you need to play the whole game

over and over

until you get back

wandering about me.

Set me Free by ryfaa

 

tonight

The answers pend in the sky

As floating stars

As ageless as aside

When the sleep-filled thoughts

Remain in your hands

Out of my control

Learnt  the way to adore

Treasure  and never scorn

Not afraid to talk

Touch and close

Our eyes

Meet in the moon

Tonight.

___________________________

Posted for d'verse poets.

Just before Dawn by Artmitten

old is cold

Going north

No highways

Where snow

Is colder

And mountains

Too hard  to climb

Getting lost and

Tripping over frost

A great chance

Leaving behind

What was warm

Also called home

Cannot stop

I am going north.

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First Chill of Winter by Selkie