Dalit week VII (Saturday)

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And so to Saturday the end
of these few days of Dalit verse
Poetic mechanism new
for your experimentation

©Jemverse

Words

 

I crave the right words.
“They’ll solve any problem”.
Name it. Shame it. Smoke it out. 
Smite it without sentiment. 
I must believe. 
Poetic conceit. OCD
in a river of confusions. 
Order in chaos, 
in the mystery of my 
own despairs, questions, hopes,
doubts. Secrets. 

So… each day I
hunt the elusive truffle,
the best way
to capture a tiny
hidden reward.
I’m not “sad”. Not depressed, really.
I carry stubborn sorrows.
Grief,
and that comes as
a shock. But…

Dalit week VI (Friday)

6 of 7

Hoorah it’s Friday here at last
Work will complete as lunchtime comes
And Friday’s field awaits us there
For joy to watch the dog run free

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Fantasy

With fantasy
The leaves turn green. The water’s blue.
With fantasy,
Though doubters dreaming differently
Won’t see the tower that I do,
I clean my windows. See what’s true
With fantasy.

Dalit week V (Thursday)

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Those words for me were a bit deep
for yesterday when midweek came
So mellowing to Thursday now
today’s Dalit returns to form

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Dalit week IV (Wednesday)

4 of 7

Midweek already, that went fast
No time for slowing down just yet
though as there remains much to do
and industry waits for no one

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Dalit week III (Tuesday)

3 of 7

Tuesday is better than Monday
As there are but for til Friday
When yet another weekend waits
Patiently biding time until

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Dalit week II (Monday)

2 of 7

Monday morning I’m up at dawn
The world still slumbers and yet I
am wide awake to industry
Aiming for a lunchtime finish

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A Wrong Question At The Wrong Time Limerick

“Again or still?” “I’m MAD!”

A friend put up a Facebook post with this “conversation.” It led to this

This…

He wrote a poem about a snake

I’ll write one about a rake

Who robbed America blind…

Caused devastation to humankind

And I’ll title it accordingly:

The Snake of Immorality…O’Prunty

Hand in Hand

we walked as if unaware

through youthful days

without a care

singing songs of sunshine

and daisy days

of are you mine?

hip-high in wheat-top sways

we walked through our youthful days

…O’Prunty 8/1/2020

A Limerick To Honor John Lewis

John Lewis was a true American hero. He embodied all of the best qualities of leadership that this country so desperately needed when he walked across the bridge in Selma

Dalit week I (Sunday)

1 of 7

So begins a week of Dalit
This Filipino poetry
Each four lines of eight syllables
Yet none here with rhyming stanzas

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First XII

Concluding the Jemverse ’12 months III’ series [12 of 12]

Inevitably August time
when this month comes around
would see us looking forward
to a holiday we’d found
Somewhere hot and balmy
and usually on a ship
far across the ocean
for our destination trip

Grow

I wasn’t there to plant this spring.
The morning glories didn’t care.
They’re back again off climbing where
I left some soil. No watering
But they still rose. It’s comforting
That when I fail they ever grow
Although forgotten. Watch them show
Their bright green leaves each like a heart.
I see the buds break out and start
To bloom again. There! Off they go.

Embers II

Embers glowing
breezes blowing
caution throwing
here is youth

Embers glowing
clear the flowing
honest showing
not uncouth

Embers glowing
flicker going
I am knowing
this is truth

My blue seat

This seat out in the garden
like my neckerchief is blue
so I’ll often come and lie here
in the sunshine as you do
It’s perfect for my little legs
to lie on and relax
quite thoughtful of my humans
to provide for little chaps

Haiku

It costs nothing

to be nice-

a confirmed universal freedom

O’Prunty 7/29/2020

Excuses

a plethora of words

taken out of context

nouns, pronouns

verbs, adverbs

in similitude of mass conjecture

falling on deaf ears.

O’Prunty 7/29/2020

The Lotty

The Lotty’s looking wild this year
we haven’t been there much
Lockdown saw to most of that
but we’ve still kept in touch

Emily’s been there more than us
and kept it in some shape
but living several miles away
it’s quite a trip to make

So long grass meadow is the norm
with wood chip in between
coupled with a lovely pond
the best we’ve ever seen

Just A Song

98 days of trump and his wall

98 days of trump

take one down

like his wall hit the ground

97 days of trump and his wall…O’Prunty 7/27/2020

Sorted

Had a bit of a sort out
and found lots of things
some purchased at random
in one of those flings
Others forgotten
or just put away
on a whim and a fancy
on one rainy day

My hidden way

Took myself back round the Circle
starting with Mill Hill
heading to the chalky Slonk
my boots with joy to fill
Said hello to rabbits
and horses in the field
Took in long the valley view
across the Sussex Weald

A Founding Principles Limerick

I came upon this article when I was researching the founding principles.

Seemed appropriate

So I laid out in the sunshine
let my thoughts just drift away
Seemed appropriate to do this
on such a lovely day

The sunshine it was warming
and it was peaceful there
quietly in my garden
to relax without a care

It bordered on subliminal
exquisite and replete
a moment shared with no one
out in the summer heat

SELF-CENTERED REBELS

By Keza And Charles Robert Lindholm

Mask on my face,
like a patriot should

I Look here,
I look there
and see those
who do not care

NOT A BANANA REPUBLIC

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Go
Home Gestapo
And Storm Troopers,

Another five days

I can rise when I like
but I’m up with the lark
as I want to see all of the day
For here are five more
for what lies in store
to do with as I like or I may

I may write a few words
over coffee at first
and then go and sit in the sun
Repot a plant
‘cos there’s nothing I can’t
do as I like til I’m done