The metre of this poem is sadly affected by Chablis, Minervois and Amaro
A water rabbit,
A water tiger,
Go to lunch in rain,
To the Point Restaurant,
Albert Park, Melbourne,
By car not by train.
Sit next to a lake,
White truffle offered,
This time too sublime.
Food wine and service
Totally divine.
Overall we had
Thoroughly great time;
Followed by bubbles
In spa bath growing.
On the cool side of the house
Set in shaded red brick wall,
Leaded window latched open.
The frame’s edges softened by
Layer on layer of paint.
Antique glass distorts the view,
Hostas nod gently beneath.
Heavenly smells escape as
Freshly baked bread and pastries
Sit cooling upon the sill.
Motivation’s flagging, body’s dragging,
Gravity’s a reminder who’s in charge.
Brain’s lagging, too sluggish, unresponsive,
Interactions a drain on my reserves.
Inertia seems too great to overcome,
Solo downtime is needed to recharge.
Be kind to myself to see the result:
Stimulate life’s force; divert where needed;
Power’s pulsating; synapses arcing;
Extremities tingling; move with lightness.
Humanity – renewable resource.
Even though the world has whirled on around me this week, my energy levels have been at an all time low 😦
Fronds gently flutter,
Flames dancing, gutter.
In old Lloyd Loom chair,
Friends sit, chat and share.
Tone’s light/dark but calm.
Time passes, no alarm.
Relax and remain
Enjoyed? Come again!
There is nothing wrong with beneath.
Sometimes I prefer to dwell here
Among earthly things to amuse,
Running the risk of being caught
In tangled grip of undergrowth.
Too much to distract and let go,
Impeding my return aloft.
Inner light shines through the darkness,
Showing me the way to rejoin
The path, to soar above again.
Seeing the new green of Spring;
Hearing sounds of the forest;
Crunching of snow underfoot;
The smell of earth after rain;
Cool touch of breeze on hot skin;
Heartfelt bonds of belonging.
In the midst of dank intestinal twists,
A fetid cavernous abyss lies, where
Forgotten rheumy eyed daemons languish.
In the gloom, glowering grotesque gremlins
Grab ghostly globules from around a tomb.
Glistening silver threads of ectoplasm,
Crisscross overhead caught in pinprick shafts
Of moonlight. Crystalline walls emit a
Faint rose pink light, gently pulsing, adding
Incorporeal warmth to the womb like room.
Rise from the depths of despair, grasp the flame
Within, shine it on the sinuous path,
Marvel in the power of inner light.
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
Everything connected through energy,
Atoms linked include the seen and unseen,
What has past, what is now and what will be,
Particles joined, grains of creation.
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
Picture credit: Hubble Heritage Team (AURA/STScI/NASA/ESA)
9:30pm early to bed, yawning, tired
1:45am wide awake, tossing, turning
5:00am heater, clicks, ignites, whirring
7:00am late out of bed, yawning, tired
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
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