Painting the seasons
With pixels for my brushes
On a bandwidth sky
~ kei
10 October 2015
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Painting the seasons
With pixels for my brushes
On a bandwidth sky
~ kei
10 October 2015
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I don’t envy the air that you breathe
Even though it fills spaces in your body
I don’t envy your body wash
Even though it sluices over your skin
And I don’t envy your toothbrush
Even though it lingers between your lips
I certainly don’t envy your office chair
Even though it cradles your perfect arse
If I had to envy anything at all… you’d be surprised
You’d think I’m gross or crazy but in fact, I’m wise
There’s nothing to envy in the everyday of your routine
People, places, things that you don’t pause to consider
I envy the junk mail in your slot each day
That you must look at to assess its worth
I envy the wind that ruffles your hair
Sending that one rebel curl into your eyes
I envy the mirror where you shave each day
Carefully considering each stroke you make
Mostly, I envy your glass of Crown Royale
The one that you savour slowly every evening
In the very way that once upon a time
You savoured every facet of me
~ kei
9 October 2015
** I didn’t make it around to any blog visits yesterday – Thanksgiving prep and a furniture moving / set up kept me away until late. I hope to catch up with the OctPoets today :)**
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You relight the fuse and walk away
It’s your heart, not mine that you betray
This barrier, I must break through
Again, my thoughts return to you
I’m all aflame with your memory
You’re the only cure, my remedy
These words of mine, I know I’ll rue
Again, my thoughts return to you
Unbend your mind, no need to fear
True love and soul mates trump the years
What more am I supposed to do?
Again, my thoughts return to you
~ kei
8 October 2015
Day eight in the Kyrielle form
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As did Pandora
Youth again alters the world
Oh! Persephone
A change of season was born
Of a pomegranate seed
~ kei
7 October 2015
Day seven in the Tanka form
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Tiger
Your topaz eyes
Mesmerize and entice
Just like those of my Beloved
J’adore
~ kei
6 October 2015
Day six in the Cinquain form
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Whatever happened to the boys of my youth
Specifically you, if I’m telling the truth
I can accept the changes that Life and aging brings
Not so much the difference in fundamental things
From conversations that went well into the night
Sharing ideas and theories like a burning light
To a taciturn coldness and gruff demeanour
You wear ill manners just like it’s your armour
The hardest thing of all that I have to swallow
Is how the change in you leaves me feeling hollow
You inspired me to be the very best I can
Yet you’ve become a jaded, middle-aged man
Closed off by arrogance or misconception
Rebuffing friendship or the mildest affection
Once omnipotent in your positive influence on me
Now just impotent and cynical is all that I see
~ kei
5 October 2015
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Dusk
Arrives
So quickly
In October
Black lace silhouettes
Trimming watered silk skies
Like a gown for a princess
This once upon a wish raiment
Delights the senses for just moments
Then disappears leaving you wanting more
~ kei
4 October 2015
The Cinderella moments of an autumn sky in Etheree form.
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I was going to write a few silly lines
One boy, two boy
Three boys, oh joy!
Then I thought, why waste my breath; my attention and time
To try to get to you with my meter and rhyme
You’ve become a brick wall, with an acid-filled moat
Seems you’re impervious to anything that I wrote
But I’ll leave the candle burning
Just this one last time
And pray the flame melts your armour
Kindling what was once
Yours and mine
~ kei
3 October 2015
(just writing folks – not reality)
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Bright Calendula
Rivalling the garb of trees
In Autumn fashion
~ kei
2 October 2015
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C razy! Shouts my lazy Muse
H arried by my rash participation
A lready I’m placating the tyrant
L onging for a perfect phrase
L iquor might help but not this early in the day
E ither I shall sink or swim
N o going back now
G ods of Poetry help me endure this thirty day torture
E levate my drivel and doggerel and hear this
D aily mantra for this month of October
~ kei
1 October 2015
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