Beware, this
Be where the
Bungles goes.
Can’t tell ears from eyes from nose.
Tales of able sable sailors,
Falling fallow in the shallows.
Fables of tallow tufts, midnight gusts,
And Bungles’ gallows.
So hunker in your bunkers b’low,
Beware, this
Be where the
Bungles goes.
What a roller coaster ride,
That was twenty twenty-five!
Recently read my water snake
Was stretching, expanding from within.
Facing unknown, challenges, changes.
Inner growth facilitating shedding skin.
Ah-ha!
Building up, rather than breaking down
Preparing to jump aboard,
The galloping fire horse of twenty-six.
I laughed out loud when I came across this picture on FB. I have included a rough pronounciation in Black Country English.
Recently, we unpacked the soft toys. A dusty, sun-bleached, Pooh, of late 80s vintage emerged.
This year’s Yule tree again includes a bauble depicting a snapshot of Pooh walking their path. I feel a connection with Pooh. They are one of my alter egos.
However, my soulmate in the journey poem below is a Tiger rather than a Tigger or a Piglet.
A shared legato
Almost deafening
Mezzo-staccato of “see-hearing”
Zooming by
Fermata
Reflecting on
The path here
Out of step
Out of time
Even in minority
Faction of a fraction of inversion
Lightness of spirit greyed by inner dark
Misguided
Misunderstood
Yearning to fit in
To be part
Of something
Journey’s search
Whilst learning life
Decades taught
Idealist dreams to be
Reality soured
Came to nought
There is I and those closest to
Wakeup to then and now
You gentle old Airhead fool
For thirty-two years counterpoint
In duet steadied the line
A little out of step a little out of time
A shared legato
World’s a blur of noise
In home’s sotto voce
Dark thins to quiet glimmer
In warmth of being known
In coda we crescendo
Wishing you a peace-filled festive season.
Word sketch
Urban nature
Provides space
To race
Or to ponder
What lies yonder
Out of reach
James’ magic peach
Synapses snap
Cogs whirl
Mind unfurls
This biological being’s
Walking forth
Sharing mirth
Giving birth
Ideas sparkling
Magnificent malarkey
Discombobulated balderdash
Audaciously avalanching altitudially advancing
Inside a ninth-floor suite of natural neutrals accented by tropical hues –
a light, lofty stateroom habitat of linen-clad lovelies.
Warm, breezy beach vibes frame a palm-frond northern view –
a timely bijoux retreat for two naive, nomadic flamingo sages
to cook, entertain, chill, and enjoy their twilight decades.
Beyond, flopsy-hatted humans advance along the Hades’ halls –
kaleidoscopic thongs flip-flopping euphonically,
poolside accessory-laden carts jostling elevator-bound,
transferring the host to resort-style amenities.
Dotty, striped, and floral-flavoured swim-wearers
recline, relax, relinquish their stressors –
smiling, sunny-clad, solar seekers sailing by.
Pandora’s perspective:
Haunted, harrow-hued, scantly clad humans,
paternoster-bound – cacophonous utility trollies jamming –
hastening down the halls of Hades to access
bought-and-paid for resort type amenities:
A ghoulish, leathery-skinned haven or – hell?
Fable in Stone?
Behold- fascinating earthbound
Fractured firmament ensnared.
Fossilised magnamic,
igneous,
granular sparkle-
honed smooth;
calmed.
Fantastic eruptions:
onyx,
umber,
rust,
oxblood veins
fan,
crisscross
‘gainst ghostly light.
Charcoal shades,
haunting greys-
foretell, foretold-
or future Faustian fable,
unknown.
A large antique rose hued ovoid defines my 61+ years’ past.
Subtle changes occur as new wafer-thin memories
settle in layers, one upon another.
Arrogance, discourtesy, and challenging behaviours of others incessantly stain the past.
In time, angry bruises fade to blotches,
finally morphing into smirches and dots.
Emotions, beliefs, and self-recriminations
jostle in gentle stewing
ere burgeoning into recollections, reminders,
remembrances.
Silent brain-wringing turmoil.
Above an etheric pale grey-blue future floats –
seemingly innocuous –
yet ominously waiting.
A paper-white, irregular circle
pierces both rose and blue: authenticity within the calm of the present.
Inside a ninth floor suite of natural neutrals accented by tropical hues
Light lofty stateroom habitat of linen clad lovelies
Warm breezy beach vibes have a palm frond northern view
A timely bijoux retreat for two naive nomadic flamingo sages
To cook entertain chill and enjoy the twilight decades
Beyond flopsy hatted humans hasten along the Hamilton’s halls
Kaleidoscopic thongs flip flopping euphonically
Poolside accessory laden utility trollies jostling elevator bound
Transferring the host to resort style amenities
Dotty striped and floral flavoured swim wearers
Recline relax relinquish the stressors
Smiling sunny clad solar seekers sail by
Innocent email.
Amygdala prickles-
Lazily uncoiling.
Chest thudding,
Unable to crescendo,
Unable to breathe.
Soft hissing, whoosh;
Light-headed sway.
Meg takes my hand;
Gently urging,
Deep controlled breaths:
I am okay.
Really-yes-
I am okay.
Amygdala fully awakens.
Tears well.
Tumble.
Uncontrollably cleansing.
Hands tremble.
Colleagues swoop.
Futile attempts,
To help;
Too many logins.
Account blocked.
Password reset.
Re-authenticating.
Password reset.
Re-authenticating.
Voicemail: off.
Out-of-office: on.
Amygdala dormant.
Air soft against skin-
Trembling still.
Cracked poem
Workload
Presses.
Push-pull processes
Contain,
Constrict.
Client’s accusations
Repeated ad nauseum-
Words of what’s not;
“Not personal” allegations.
Disbelief at
Venomous diatribe of
Denunciation in an open forum;
Labelled assertiveness,
Unsatisfactory:
Communication,
Responsiveness,
Collaboration.
Serpentine untruths ensnare.
Shocked defence falls on deaf ears;
Is this narcissism or intimidation?
Humiliating threads tighten, pulling,
Reopening dealt with scenarios.
Searing stress surges forth,
Wringing panic pervades,
Ruminating anxiety builds
To numbing worthlessness.
Tumultuous tears tear,
Renting body emotions spew.
Rage twists to shame and guilt.
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