Be Careful What You Wish For ...

‘tis the nature of humans
yearning always
for that
which we may not have

to have a prayer answered

in the affirmative
is not always
the pleasant dream-come-true
imagined

disappointment

disinterested distain
can settle in
once an object of desire
is obtained

how is it …

neath the searing beam
of penetrating reality’s glare
is bright lustrous allure
transformed to revulsion?

snuffed out

as a guttering candle
passion’s flame all consuming
extinguishing ever
affections warming light

take great care, my friend

your treasured heart's desire
which you …
wish for
pine for
pray for

may one day
come to you

A Blustery Day

biting wind

ferocious damp

chill permeating

bone, soul and sinew

a day most ideal

for sitting near the fire

with a nice cuppa tea

steaming bowl of stew

pattering rain

has shattered

doggy’s daydream

of a walk in the park

she sniffed misted air

never leaving the stoop

retreating post haste

to the warmth of her bed

her loud snoring belies

a lack of disappointment

some days are not meant

for walks after all

Liar, Liar

I

have kept

in a laboratory beaker

each drop of

poisonous venom

you have spoken

without so much

as second thought

not for a second

had you envisioned

that I would collect

save

preserve

the raw

complete sample
the data unaltered

liar,

liar

(and a stupid one at that)

hurting

an innocent

whom

I adore

only …

because you thought

you could

the evidence

now

has spoken

its truth

scurrilous  notes

written in your own hand

can not

be attributed

to anyone else

except

you

liar,

liar

shame on you

though you are too hardened

by self-pity

self-loathing’s shell

of narcissism

has inured you to guilt

liar,

liar

go away.

you pester

like a droning,

biting

fly

know this

liar,

liar

if I one day

get the chance

I shall …

strike out

swatting you down

to

eliminate

you

as a gesture
of mercy

for all decent people

to sweep you away

into the compost heap

is fitting justice

liar,

liar

you shall

lie (and lie and lie)

forever

unmoving

and

un-mourned

Dance of the Circles

dance of the circles

lassoing legs with chirps and meows

as I do formally announce

the long anticipated

dinner hour

annoying  …

bare bowl

has lain empty

since lunch time

most unsatisfactory

state of events

no cream

in the saucer

lapped up

hours ago

the service here

I daresay

has quite … gone to pot

elegant am I

having deigned to grace you

though mere serfs and peasants

with my revered, regal presence

I implore you to respect

the divine right of cats

Meow!
the lateness of the meal
has awakened my tiredness
I will dance in a circle
of ever decreasing size
here, in your lap

Y-a-w-n

You may pet me now

s--t--r--e---t--c--h

I will ...

... allow it ...

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Ready to Dream

I am ready …

To lie still

On these sweet, clean sheets

Odor of sunshine

Airy fresh breezes

To listen to voices from within

As though from afar

Relating to me what is most real

From the vantage point of

My most vulnerable self

Yet unschooled in guile

To effortlessly glide

Into an inner world

Freely roaming

This realm of mind

Hearing the truths

From which I’d prefer to hide

Honest sub-conscious

Does utter reality

Incising me with its

Precision blade of exactness