Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Windswept Surf Waikiki



Aloha Poets,
Windswept surf Waikiki inspires today's poem. Enjoy!


Normalcy Cools on Reflection Pools

A journey across the water's edge sings of an occasional romance
Discernment of certain safety nets cling as if backwater's importance
A swipe of uncertainty swings clear so onto backyard swings you don
In want of chance broader shoulders soldier as you dance on

Pattern signals ring in circles of love's electrical eclectic
Importances rise from their inner disguises to beg off life's daily hectic
Clocks tic as if to prod and rattle you out to your own reflection pool
Inextricably a barren normalcy finds its fame in perceptions of cool

Where negative episodes goad a positive abode in from the cold
Doomed time comes to feel sublime and medicalized so your told
On the surface of it all your night watchman sees through star dust
Yes barren formalities desire as they must to trust inside all that fuss

The chance for growth grows slow under foot to put aside old ways
Reflection pools arrive after being schooled in the art of those lost days
The heart of it all starts with the call for tea leaves and the such
Written rhymes throw it down on a dime leaving time for just so much

Friendly souls walk the soles and talk of goals in moments of craw
Roped into the night by a writhing to write to pen a character flaw
Slighted to be right slightly out of sight a case of identity mistaken
Tension mounts to count double doubts in token ovens with cakes in

Fend off a haunting within turns of the current over ebbs once blurted
What does it teach deflected upon the reach once a blind eye is asserted
Once it falls away the duty of desire reaches inside to light another fire
Culture foibles stigmatized in offense lend a hand of recompensed dire

Subject of change brings on its own pain with more morals to pour on
Recognizable taints colors pictures and paints creativity's cute little moron
Specialty pacts packs their own punch then go out to lunch in trepidation
Dogged persistence only goes the distance with particular lap dog dilapidation

Who is to question when quest's bastion is only a footpath away from a fall
A flight to gain becomes a night of pain when mirror neurons reflect all
Ripple effects reach as backwaters expect to breach the touch of time
Deliberate toys return to annoy as a written noise once they lose the rhyme

Inner pursuits were no suite they just suit and embolden the beholder
Symptoms of age under the guise to be safe goes golden as a free holder
An elevated place often misplaces a recollection of your collection of cools
Time proposes water's touch of our noses to enjoy our own reflection pools

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