Off into the sunset …

82.          Can You Hear Me?

The ache inside is shouting,
My need
So overwhelming
It is surely lit in neon;
The hurt
So loud,
Reverberating,
A stroboscopic klaxon
That echoes in my soul.

Yet proud, defiant,
Self-contained
I wear my smile,
Never say a word,
And wonder why
Nobody hears.

16 July 2013

Comments: I really admire those people who can hear beyond our silent brave facades. I am also fortunate […]

81.          Pen and Paper

Transient scratchings of stick-end in sand,
Smudgings of charcoal and ochre in caves,
Patiently chiselled engravings in stone,
Wedge-marks of stylus in tablets of clay,
Ink faintly trails on papyrus and vellum,
Luminous uncials gild parchment pages,
Quill and then fountain pen mark smooth white paper,
Ballpoint so easily scrawls flowing lines
Rapid-fire clicks give a pattern of pixels
Stored deep in […]

80.          Words

Hark, the mirls of gagwins skelping
Froways round the grawling froond,
Comes the squermin, rifers jelping,
Wilking on the nebrous toond.
In the grull, the nacile hutchers
Nilt the frimlies one by one,
While lefilliers zend the snutch, as
Two lone gagwins pewl the jun.

Then, in hawlence, dirdoils gansered,
Hutchers chull the squermin’s fose,
Frimlies sharl the yetting banserd
On the lefilletic ploze.
Durkling frooms the […]

79.          Starvation

Malnourished
And atrophied,
Stunted and
Under par,
Scarcely can manage
Coherent speech;
Barely cognizant
Of matters of consequence,
Reason a shadow
Of what might have been;
This sad example of
Diminished intellect
Results from consuming
Reality TV.

14 July 2013

Comments: Maybe the dumb have always been with us, but who allowed them to make and appear on television shows? [Ouch!]

Themes to come: 80. Words; 81. Pen and […]

78.          Drink

At end of the day,
Come time to relax,
Some folk reach for wine or its ilk;
But that’s not the way
I chill to the max:
No, I choose to scull mugs of milk.

13 July 2013

Comments: “Scull” is Australian slang for “chugging” or drinking without surfacing for air, usually used with reference to alcoholic beverages.

Themes to come: […]

77.          Test

A battle titanic is starting to brew—
A challenge between long-time foes;
And each in this trial would like to outdo
The other, and vict’ry impose.

Though combat is fierce, it is true that for some
The rules are not well understood,
But each side fights, knowing they dare not succumb …
And all for an urn of burnt wood.

Attack and defence […]

76.          Broken Pieces

Shattered shards
Scattered with
Forlorn finality;
The anguish of
Irreversible entropy.

11 July 2013

Themes to come: 77. Test; 78. Drink; 79. Starvation; 80. Words; 81. Pen and Paper

Explanation about the 100 poems […]

75.          Mirror

I
Am here
And there
Simultaneously
There and here
Am I.

9 July 2013

Comments: I don’t quite have the time, energy and/or brain-power to construct a better version of this idea at the moment. However, since this is pretty weak, the following is my attempt at something vaguely resembling chiasmus. I had promised chiasmus, many days ago.

 
Look at you:
To […]