Post a Poem... (yeah really)

[HeuristicMonkey]

Table for two by Dell MacTaighain



Let us sit at this table

Just the two of us

You, that can decipher shapes as meaning

I will be naked in thought and word

Please do the same



Look at the world and reality that surrounds you

These suits and dresses we wear, are see through

In this place we always have two choices

One person two options, two voices

Pivotal, belly full, childlike and spiritual,

Spiteful, inciteful, growing up should be meaningful,

Needful, kill the beast that dictates the cull,



These places, all the faces

Paths never taken, enemies forsaken

Risks punished, justice never nourished

Heroes, gravestones, rarely replenished

History, mystery, always written by the smitten



We are an infinate breaths collectively

Barely

Respectively

We are biped for the toes we have

And our backs suffer

Yet we think…



We are one

You and I

As we sit here

In this present

Time is fun,

Isn’t it?



These words and thoughts will never leave my sides

Nor the table

This table of two

Apologies for the lack or overflow of bars and rhymes

And I’m sorry, for your times

But I am with you



​

 

[HeuristicMonkey]

Weightless by Dell MacTaighain



I’ve often wanted to write a poem about being weightless

You know, free of thoughts and people that cause me a burden

Like carrying hidden rocks on your back laden

Big or small,
they all add to it all
as time rolls by



To float…

Without grief or anguish or torment

And circle each breath with a smiling sigh, free

Yet, this is Life, and that is a mere thought

We are all encumbered by the desire

Of what could be

Hang on – got a new text message - laters​

 

[asaultnviniger]

My sister Laura's bigger than me And lifts me up quite easily.
I can't lift her, I've tried and tried; She must have something heavy inside.

 

[HeuristicMonkey]

Long live the snails! By Dell MacTaighain



Long live the snails!

And their right to free housing

Long live the snails!

With no fists to punch nor feet to kick nor fingers to point

Long live the snails!

That climb over grass with no ladders or GPS

Long live the snails!

And their tolerance of homeless immigrant slugs

Long live the snails!

Crushed under foot with reckless complacency

Long live the snails!

That leave a legacy of recyclable slime

Long live the snails!

That are unaware of concepts of rhyme and time

Long live the snails!

As the first farmed edible source

Long live the snail!

This is analogy, of course​

 

[HeuristicMonkey]

Life, and my part in its success by Dell MacTaighain



We fold back our eyes for the first time

Helpless and Blinking in

to a world of colour and light and shade

In the same way we curl them shut for the last time

Helpless and Blinking out

from a world of colour, regret and victories

Leaving legacies and memories behind in others

And forward to a heaven of our own making

Which were forged by action and thought

While we had the skill of breathing

Hopefully through smiles



For my part?

It’s a question of whether owning something

That I regret having,

Is richer than not possessing it at all

So I collect and store good memories

like an eager squirrel gathers nuts

For the oncoming winter

I suspect my winters heaven will be

A rich harvest of delights

Because each nut is a good memory

And I have gathered many

Regretting none that I cannot find

​

 

[Lau40]

Life, and my part in its success by Dell MacTaighain



We fold back our eyes for the first time

Helpless and Blinking in

to a world of colour and light and shade

In the same way we curl them shut for the last time

Helpless and Blinking out

from a world of colour, regret and victories

Leaving legacies and memories behind in others

And forward to a heaven of our own making

Which were forged by action and thought

While we had the skill of breathing

Hopefully through smiles



For my part?

It’s a question of whether owning something

That I regret having,

Is richer than not possessing it at all

So I collect and store good memories

like an eager squirrel gathers nuts

For the oncoming winter

I suspect my winters heaven will be

A rich harvest of delights

Because each nut is a good memory

And I have gathered many

Regretting none that I cannot find

​

roses are red, cabbages are green, if i open my legs will you fill them with jaffa cakes.

 

[HeuristicMonkey]

roses are red, cabbages are green, if i open my legs will you fill them with jaffa cakes.

Roses are red, violets are blue, ediths are pink, lau doesnt wear any