A-Z April - Day 26 - Z for Ze Obvious :)

Hey Stripey, stupendous little feller

Do you ever marvel at your garb

Like Moi does?

Tracing every black stripe

Tickled silly in awe

At the symmetry

Geometry

Stark complementary coloring

That inspires fashion ramp walks

Crazy clickers

Pseudo Poets

Stung on life nature lovers

Looking to capture your perfection

To be displayed under the title

"Inspiration."

Hey magnificent beast

What takes to make you?

What strokes, what skill, what palette it takes

 To bake you

In that mixed media

Releasing the prototype of nature's magnum opus

Into the wheat fields of wonder!

Hey Missus, Or Mister!

That is a pretty benevolent look you cast

In my direction.

The visual froze the senses, charmed the consciousness

Knitting wordage in homage!

Hey you Art, posing as an animal

I wish you could see you

Like I do!

Photo by Jeff Griffith on Unsplash

Mara Triangle - Maasai Mara National Reserve - Kenya.

A-Z April - Day 25 - Y for You

That face

That stares back at you -

Look through that reflection

Reflecting upon the irises of your eye

Right into hers.

She might look forlorn

Waiting for a miraculous moment

For someone to reach through

And pull her close

To ruffle her hair

And hold her to heart!

She might look lost

With those puppy eyes

Pleading for some love

A little smile, empathy perhaps.

She probably is as lost as you are

Perhaps searching for that belonging

Just like you.

Don't sponsor her drama

And cry out loud in chorus.

She is a little strayed

But you don't need to be.

That face that looks at you

Through the looking glass.

Love her before you look elsewhere

Hold her close before you join her in a quest to be held

Somewhere else, in some reluctant arms.

Better yet, Just don't look somewhere else.

Your home is within

So is your power

And your source of endless love

On the other side of the mirror

Awaits your power, your prowess!

She'll lead you to loving the world

Only if you lead yourself to love her.

A-Z April - Day 24 - X for Xystus

                                                    

Under the arbor

The embrace of the lush green branches

I settle snug

Wrapped in a cocoon of comfort

Cool breeze grazes my skin

Seeping into the insides, inspiring a smile.

Words flow like water towards gravity

Wanting to soothe the parched surfaces of the soul.

Under the umbrella of Verde

Verses dance like little kids in mud puddles

Splashing dirt over their dresses

Oblivious to stresses

The grown up world so carefully curates.

Under the shade of the trees

Numerous wishes sprout like saplings

Spread like ground covers

The senses dig into the muddy earth

Trapping soil in the fingernails

Those trapped scraps of the sphere

Put a twist to the obvious

Bringing into focus

The negative spaces in the painting.

Under the shade of creation

I settle with my intent

To learn, to have fun

To flow with the energy and to see the unshown

Hear the unsaid

Treading on the trails of this magic

Feeding on the buffet of the sensory feast

Existing, in the truest sense.

A-Z April - Day 23 Q for Queue got jumped!

As I count and tally 

On day 22

I let out a gasp

As there's something amiss!

Now what's a math atheist to do?

The one that doesn't look numbers in the eye.

Any count seems obsolete - dates, dollars or even birthdays.

But a challenge is a challenge is a challenge

Once you take the plunge, you settle the score!

So Calvin's bestie does the crunching of digits

"What you avoid, only confronts you

So don't run! Face it"

Random advice for the significant other

Rings in the ear

And one two three

A B C

The census begins and stops at Q

Oh wait a minute - someone jumped the line

In the mumbo jumbo of their busy brain!

So it's reconcile time

Letting things in the queue

Though the abruptness be forgiven

What's a pseudo poet to do

Without poetic liberty

And Justice.

Quiet late in the order

But quiet inside the border

Here's the entry, with a supplementary

The ceiling fan's floor perspective

Rendering the meaninglessness

To the verselessness.