Ater Hour Mystery (Senyru Form)
Once more it’s midight,
intrigue, dark sky moon, traffic,
shadowy canvas
Once more it’s midight,
intrigue, dark sky moon, traffic,
shadowy canvas
Silver moon mosiac floats past window,
mirror of swirl pearl hearts bright glow
from inside our climate
controlled sixty sixty degree fahrenheit
one bedroom apartment
while outside the temperature
brutally cold evening
this February seventh
two thousand and twenty six
singing the praises
compliments to the chef
of delicious chow down
regarding being a glutton
for punishment hours before
big super puppy bowl supper,
whereby the missus
whipped up mashed potatoes,
(albeit boxed instant flakes
adequately liquified
courtesy coconut water),
Though once controversial,
the notion of evolution,
which encompasses
an enormous period of time
essentially and initially
harkens back to proto humans
that spanned the physique gamut
of amply robust to svelte,
the latter more so than the former,
where adipose tissue clothed
(so called naughty bits
countless millenniums later
courtesy the British),
nevertheless back to the future
during the days
and steamy nights of Homo erectus
the wardrobe of Twiggy like females
did not require a substantial animal pelt
gets her jollies electronically threatening me,
finding this wordsmith feeling a bit scared,
which subsequent lines of poetry
lack absolute zero relevance
to said title,
but my mind functions in quirky ways.
The following matter never didst amuse
for no logical rhyme or reason,
nor handy dandy blue's clues
why thee above named female
Silver moon montage floats past
DESTINIES
When words begin to flow like warm honey
Meaning may so easily surrender to passion
Lost in fantasy with closed eyes and a smile
Yet sentences form themselves all the while
The heart beats firm, but imposes no ration
As the soul takes a breath, glimpsing infinity
What gets said in longhand or even printed
Might not be the same as was in the mind
Whether read in silence or spoken out loud
Words become real, no longer in the cloud
They may begin rough, but can be refined
Glittering and shiny, like being just minted
Hats off to the wife
in an unusual way
she saves my life.
H-A-I-T-C-H T-W-O O-H
the most important vital substance
before one takes their final wink
allowing, enabling, and providing
all creatures great and small plus
all things wise and wonderful
require elements of style
found in a single molecule of water
(H2O) consists of three atoms in total