Pocket Lament

Pockets,
Oh,
Pockets,
Why are you
Always given
Over to the males?
Here we,
Such genteel
Females
Are bound
By weight of
Purses!
Maybe some
Manmade
Pleasure done
To encumber
Us in some
Kind, way,
For Lord knows
What might occur
Were both our
Hands empowered.
Even enlightened
As these times are
One may not
Depend on
Fashion,
For pockets can
Be often false,
Others too
Small
To carry
Much.
Designers could
Give
Consideration
To cost
Of female
Liberty lost.

Set List

The first kiss is a high note
Set wild free without a score;
The wonder, will it lead
To more?

Losing the icing, romance,
Makes havoc of the dance
Which might have last forever,
Recovered never.

Years stretch, a desert highway,
Alone, tuneless, stranded to stay,
But living rapt with delicious dreams –
Love seems.

Somewhere in the moonless darkness
Comes hand holding hand – happiness,
A kiss unfurling ribbons, magic
Perfect pick.

Make it all delightful song, played long
On strings tuned always to belong
In hearts recalling empty years
Banishing fears.

Life is love; love is all
Sharing the self becomes a fall
Opening being, answering the call –
Giving all.

Keeping a love long alive
Bestows health, hearts survive
The harmony, a kiss, not to be missed
Creating bliss.

Abandon the score
There is more,
Open every possibility, door,
Love evermore!

Simply Math

The sum comes after
An equation of tears, laughter
Brought to life despite
Ravenous shadows swallowing light
Where theorems invade aimless days
Unknowing destinations carried ways
Changes tempting, taking, come
Lead adding, subtracting, become
Total in language, lines, words
Creating was, is, shall be – LOVE, worlds.

The sum remembered
Passion igniting embers, love rendered
Beyond precious, incalculable treasure
Living plus/minus time, decanting pleasure
Hearts collect hearts with compelling voices
Of complex completions, inevitable choices
Each life, every: when, where, why, how,
Compiling decorated dreams now, somehow,
Reaching beyond obscuring variables
Roaring lion-like – truths invaluable.

Steps appropriate, each solution, not mistaken
Life enlightens with overwhelming LOVE, unshaken.

Prompt: Think of a subject’s or occupational jargon and let it influence your work in some way.

Launch

Trust is a type of mystery
Difficult to find within a destiny,
But sometimes two hands touch
Hesitant hearts discover so much
Bringing to bear the yielding present
Seeming almost a dream, heaven-sent.
When tears fall like a symphony
Remember, love often comes fast and free
All searches lead to a swift conclusion
Dispelling every confusing illusion
When pathways lead side by side
Different worlds share an atmosphere, combine.
Lives come fully aware, completely alive,
Willingly life becomes a sweet ride;
Never give up hope for a forever love
Even while stranded, desperate, forlorn, alone
The blessing unseen awaits the time
When passion launches action prime.

A prompt, find something with meaning and lead others to it through your creation.

Again Then

Time does not come
Tied-up
In pretty ribbons
Red and Blue,
More evidently
Purple –
Green of a stubborn
Bruise,
An ebony night, or
Sun bright raging
Thirsty day
When
That is, the harrowing
Cold is
Out of season.

Prizes
Are rare and never
Given for participation,
No,
Those gains only come
With blood, sweat, pain –
Paid
Perhaps by generations
Who strive to keep
Love, faith, effort alive;
Tears,
Prayers over many years
Are not just present,
The future
Is also their target;

Entreating God
His mercy, grace to
Unleash
That survivors remain
Christ’s love to proclaim –
Overcoming
Overwhelming dangers, trials,
Through the continual
Outworking of individual salvation.