naked banana

I found it where I seldom searched

In between worlds

Expectancy and a lady with a spanner

It was the words

Then the recollection

I needed no other invite

I was completely naked

Bereft of spirit

Of fight

Of escape

I could have run

I choose instead to stay

I felt like a banana out of its skin

With a bitter taste within

Like I had regurgitated it from my spleen

I was naked and excited

For it had been almost 8 years searching

Just trying to figure out what this was

That was

Those were

I felt like Columbus on his final voyage

It was definitely a Eureka! ala Archimedes

It was exciting

It was confusing

It was convicting

As naked as a banana out of its skin

I took a bite

This I want to see

What really lay within…..

growth

From the moisture
Came dewdrops
From their union
Come rivulets
That bubble and run down the hills
They chase each other
Seeking to muster
The position of first
And in their quest they collide
Some coalesce
Forming a force more formidable
A river
That rumbles and rages across the plains
Slicing the valley
Peeling off the land
Bursting at seams of the river's bank
It lacks reprimand
Pays no attention
To where they say
To go it can't
It goes
A due diligence of when to go through or over or under or round
And a patience to sit smug and wait a new turn
I blow moisture on my window's glass
To clear stains off my lovely view of the dewdrops on the grass
Be patient you little drops
Your time will come to be great

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I will complain a little less

Take whats yours and leave whats mine
I cant complain anymore
I cant go back to before
but now that we are here
please be a dear
and take the road thats nearer
I saw you from the corner of the eye
I chose to look away
but its just one apple a day
you break my mettle
you pierce my sense
and you do it in my presence
I cant complain any more
I cant complain any less
I can stay behind and clean up my mess
pick pieces and try
Its the best gift for my self
for this tears
fears
pain
confusion have all been a reward to you,
wrapped in a box of anger
tied by the ribbon of complaints
Im broken
it shows in my tired smile
it screams in my weakened voice
but u are too distracted to see
I cant complain any more
I'll grant you my laughter though hollow
I'll still cook you a despirited meal
just dont wait for me to complain
I am not cast from wrought iron but I rust for every
time I tear, I weld
this tremors are well within me held.
#Wrote this poem for a friend a year ago and she made it through. If this is what you feel I know you'll make it too.

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August!

Aghast!
Today I heard the sun wake me up
It announced it's entry into my house
Promptly at eight
Waking to a fright,
Curtains fluttering 
Shadows cast on the walls
She is bold this August sun
Fearless and straight
Much unlike her July sister,
Who peered at me from away
Never further than my window panes
Or nearer than the blinds 
She was coy too always felt she hid alot under her sleeves
Don't I just love this contrast
Of blue skies and the yellow ball of brilliance
Elation, and like I promised the champagne is off ice
The mood is just right
A little more of practice and the champion claims his price
Fare thee well July it was lukewarm what we had
Hello August!
Come fill this arms
Feel this arms
Embrace me like thy lost love
We have much to make work
Much to give back
Happy new experiences
Happy new experiments!

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