with no holds
barred in any direction to come
back with wonders
on how one’s poetry can
develop. Had never
experienced nor anticipated
such ease of
freedom in writing poetry
Life’s realities sum up life’s abundance
Desirous of munching an apple tree all in askance
Can one make out blessings of relationships
Chasing the tales of horror of a catsnip?
No, not on your life, life’s greed, lies, lie in shambles
Reeling in many quarters sustaining in grumbles
Wanting to taste hot liquid wax to cool the tongue
Kicking a football of bee-hive to get stung
One is blind to a panorama of life’s pleasures
Picking on a scene of Shakespearean censures
To boast to no end a lovely young bride
One’s head snug within a ferocious lion’s pride
Oy man! An aura of wanting to sooth a soul
Trudging up the stairs on a ten-foot pole
Without words one is smiling with sealed eye-lids
Savoring and lamenting good fortune with such horrid
For Claudia’s hosting at d’Verse's
MTB - Connecting the unconnectable
MTB - Connecting the unconnectable
ha. that was a trip...our realities are an adundance...greed certainly lies...
ReplyDeletenot sure i will go kicking any bee hives anytime soon though...smiles.
What lovely blend of contradictions...loved the imagery and especially: One is blind to a panorama of life’s pleasures
ReplyDeleteKicking beehives sounds like a bad idea...
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely bunch of coconuts, as they say; your perfectly slick rhyme scheme; AA BB CC DD, etc, was not pulling focus, yet they energized the lines & invigorated the stanzas, rocking the socks off the prompt, part formally & part disconnectivity; I love the line /trudging up the stairs on a ten-foot pole/. Flarf meets Frost; cool.
ReplyDeleteFree wheeling and inspired Hank ~ I like - Kicking a football of bee-hive to get stung~
ReplyDeleteha - the tasting hot liquid wax made my tongue ache... and be careful with those beehives ya know... smiles... glad you had fun hank
ReplyDeleteHank, this was wonderfully random and fun. Bet it was fun to write as well. When you had the football and the beehive, I was reminded of Riley's fave book of late, The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest! Much love, my friend, and skip the hot wax! Amy
ReplyDeleteWonderful rhyme, a lot of fun, Hank.
ReplyDeletehow often we sustain in grumbles - such a bad thing to do!
ReplyDeletethe freedom of this prompt felt awesome, right? mhm...you pulled some great rhyme scheme in here as well
ReplyDeleteAh.. great one Hank, you should do more like this.. I'd be careful playing football with you though,
ReplyDeleteI stepped on a bee hive once, my leg wasn't so thankful for that afterwards
ReplyDeleteRemind me to never play football with you and the bees
ReplyDeletefootball of bee hive..you have weaved beautiful contrasts here..:)
ReplyDeleteVery clever, Hank...love the munching on an apple tree.....
ReplyDeletesome fabulous contrasts...wonderful Hank :)
ReplyDeleteTrudging up the stairs on a ten foot pole
ReplyDeleteFor some reason, this line really set my imagination on fire - great contrasts in here, Hank, and I loved this line the most!