the loneliness of One

In another day and time,
I will be a man with a will.
I will do what I must
because I willed it.

In another day and time,
I will be a woman with caring.
I will persevere and share
and love because I am.

In another day and time,
I was the God of all creation.
I weaved life's tapestry
and in myself I sought refuge.

Who could equal my grace and my sweep,
I am alone and although I can create
I cannot create an equal
to me.

And then I - a God,
thought of Man and Woman.
And behold, they were!
The sought refuge in my garden.

Today I am
as I was yesterday.

Man and Woman,
have paired and thrived.

Alone, I stand
and watch my wonders create life.

I another day and time,
I chose to be them.

But now I am content.
I am the One
and now,
I am them.

in my dreams i am ...

a unicorn and a wish
granted

a midnight release, a wind
farted

the smile, the woman
striking

the big gun, the hero
smoldering, biding

swashing and raging
a storm arrives

steer and be not afraid
in adventure - thrive

a big ego, manly
and pride

a secret life, unreal
and snide.

RAMA

like a hidden breeze
spreading, gaining
growing
and grabbing
inching
clawing
irresistible

the next coming.

throbbing in your heart
building up
revving engines and wild bird calls
not the cannons
not yet
a running launch
a leap
and up
and up
and away.

and still...

freedom and flight
and a way of life
so real
so just...illusory...
just within reach
and little more
and a teeny weeny bit more
and almost
but not quite yet.

the stars
they beckon.

soon...soon.

in the mood for...haiku

a cup of tea
burns my throat
-sweetness in me

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phone rings
the wind blows
-more noise than needed

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pour green tea
in a cup for me
-hot drinks you

ideally

To ensure that love doesn't die,
to keep the wonder alive...
to make it all happen with smiles,
to be innocent as a child,
to laugh
to cry
to love
to be alive...
it is upon us to decide.
We, the interested!!

fearlessly

in this game,
we play for keeps.
we make money from research
gain knowledge for free.

wisdom comes at a price
of youth and exuberance.
in this game,
we live to be ignorant.

we love and laugh,
we feel pain and cry
in this game,
life just keeps flowing by.

the years go on
the lines are etched deeper...
the eyes grow tired
and the legs get weaker.

but then again,
the heart grows young.
as the days go by
we are less stung.

the small joys outlast
ephemeral happiness and sorrow.
a smile is what counts
in the days that are and will follow.

and with a little rain and sunshine
innocence is regained,
and like the rainbows and birds
freedom is preordained.

the time to do things is now
the time is live is here
the game goes on...
living then, is without fear!

just a cup

im bored and sleepy,
a haze in front of my eyes.
the words on the screen blur
the mind wanders
i str-e-e-eetch and yawn
and hem and haw and purr.

the sandman weaves his tapestry
of tall grass in the Serengeti
where the zebra's run zig
and the grass blows zag

the lions yawn a wide open mouth
devourer, predator, king of the jungle,
a weary eye cast over the horizon.
an amble, a shuffle, a throw back of the mane

nature casts a social web
and it all comes hazily into focus
as i raise my head, cast a look around
find a cup of tea, waiting for me
and hoo-ha
i'm back in the game!