Archive for June, 2014

… “NO NEED”

June 23, 2014

The ‘title’ could have been “AZURE Liked IT” but, the (hopeful) openness of posting something that an OLDER ADULT would “comprehend” changed it. As time has placed its many “rings” around the eyes I’ve had the constant ‘PAN-ISH’ “insta-urge” toward Females become more of an appreciation of what they represent, rather than what they may “feel” like. The passage of  ‘attempted parenthood’ and coming to notice that most are just pretty containers of my own genetically matched poison. Thus the truer title…

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The strength

of Passion’s memory

the vagueness

of each “cause”

the “pride’

of its ‘durations’

be it tears

or gasp’s applause

 

‘Tis youth

that seeks to “conquer”

the gates of ‘damp’ success

in “AGE”

the zeal’s gone hunkered

athletics gone duress

 

But replay

brings back “feeling”

to parts

thought “gone to seed”

the mind

wants parts past willing

the parts

remind “NO NEED”

… and distance

June 8, 2014

There are causes to “reasons” for the “actions we choose to, or not “to”. This is about THAT. When it’s involving a someone that has piqued “the fancy” it tends to “be” a ‘dangerous’, at the least UNWISE, decision in this day and, of (my) age.  “Functions” are well “practiced”, at the least I know what finger goes to the ear that is itching. As for responding to emotion… THAT is a LOST un-“perfected” ABILITY.

So, here I sit at the keyboard, telling an unknown someone of this confusion that has made me try to organize its telling. It may be an interest, in that you’ve stumbled across the categorical header of placement.

Here below is an emotional crux that HAD to be distributed. The best hope is that even if the causant recognizes their “place” the hope is that they slough it off to their musational abilities.

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I thought that I was
too old for this
a comment
to simple words
written in the moment
of recognition’s haste

“hello” to you
you’ve a mind that creates
spaced and driven
by others’ being near you
I haven’t such luxury

thank goodness for distance
because I’m best taken
“through” my words
presense may have you running
away from the Ogre
that ‘was’ ME

it’s funny of how the ending
of another story
of ‘Beauty’ transforming her muse
I do believe that I can
and WILL avoid such
by appreciating her
words and distance