27 Sunday Nov 2022
it is a haunted thing
like something from a dream now
lost to memory
or a feeling that lingers
subliminally
that catches you unawares
before you force its return
to a safe place inside
you let it dwell there
coiled up like a sleeping dragon
in the hope that it can no longer
breathe fire
26 Saturday Nov 2022
do you ever half awaken just before dawn
when the sky is soft and the world is wide
when all that is past and all that is to come
are mere shadows under a restless sun
when for a moment peace is in the air
and your sunlit soul is free of care
20 Sunday Nov 2022
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creative writing, egypt, egyptian mythology, good and evil, hieroglyphs, poem, poems, poetry, soul, spirit
when they weigh your soul on the final scale
how will it equal the weight of a feather
is the good thought you sent to another
enough to tip the balance in your favor
and does a bold and brave extraordinary act
of kindness counterbalance a past misdeed
no one knows no one can say
for hieroglyphs are silent on this
as silent as the stones they adorn
12 Saturday Nov 2022
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atlantic monthly, ben healy, dreams, humor, platypus, poem, poems, poetry, quote, reality, rhymes, sleep, waking life
“The dreamiest member of the animal kingdom is the platypus, which logs up to eight hours of REM sleep a day.”
i’d love to know what a platypus dreams
when deep asleep but we don’t have the means
to know the world of such creatures’ minds
we don’t understand our very own kind
is desire or dread the driving force
of platypus dreams or is it remorse
is a truer world revealed in their dreams
is our own waking life not what it seems
29 Saturday Oct 2022
29 Saturday Oct 2022
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beloved, betrayal, creative writing, love, poem, poems, poetry, shapeshifter
you’re a shapeshifter
i’ve known it all along
but it puzzles me nonetheless
where is your defining self
where is your center
though it’s been years and years
i don’t have an inkling of who you are
memories plague me
moments when i could have asked
who are you
but to what end
and did i really want to know
do you know
we’re all flawed
we’re all vessels for both good and ill
we overflow with goodness in one moment
to run dry the next
but along the way
i wish that i would have said something
to risk a rupture
to risk leading to a point of no return
since we’ve arrived here anyway
27 Thursday Oct 2022
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annabel lee, castles, cats, creative writing, edgar allan poe, humor, nonsense, poem, poems, poetry, rhymes, sea
i don’t reside in a castle in the sky
for the air is too thin and the rent too high
i live instead in a kingdom by the sea
even though i am not miss annabel lee
i linger by the waves and breathe in sea air
or i sit on a rock and comb my long hair
it is really a lovely place to be
especially if you’re not miss annabel lee
—
without knowing much about this or that
i thought it was time to get me a cat
a cat can be wise and crafty and such
but the one that i got was a real putz
he stalked me all day and attacked at night
i wanted to play he wanted to bite
for 20 odd years he left me aghast
but i miss that bugger now that he’s passed
25 Tuesday Oct 2022
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creative writing, humor, nonsense, nonsense rhymes, poem, poems, poetry, rhymes
just think…
of all that i could do
if i could find that one lost shoe
and all the things that i could be
if orangutans weren’t taunting me
i’d live a life in high-heeled style
i’d go to church well for a while
but where or where is my lost shoe
did orangutans give it to you?
***
i wonder…
if deep in the sea
starfish blush
like anemones
and do lonely whales
like to sing
when no one else
is listening?
21 Friday Oct 2022
27 Tuesday Sep 2022
she allows me to love her
and often that is enough
when i am missing you
but dreams are not kind to me
nor do memories soothe
there are those who can forget
there are those who find solace
i am not one of those
i may love another but
whenever i grow sad with wine
or rise from the depths of sleep
always i meet your face
(after a deep-sworn vow, by w.b. yeats)
ihavesomuchtotellyou 