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Distraction Traction

By day distracted with thoughts of you.

By night distracted with the work I do.

My sleep’s not good and diet worse.

I think exercise sounds like a curse.

Dreams bring solace asleep or awake.

Love is felt when your hand I take.

Satisfaction overwhelms when we kiss.

Our moments together are always bliss.

The past is gone, no time for blame.

With pen in hand this mind I’ll tame.

The future’s calling clear and loud.

My heart is certain, my heads in a cloud.

The day ahead leaves little choice.

Tomorrows together we’ll rejoice.

For it is you I’m profoundly attracted.

I’d finish this poem but now I’m distracted.

~*~

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Parts Unknown

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Hands wave hello and goodbye Feet always eager to roam Eyes see the salty cry Minds sense another poem Heads rest, dream and lie Hearts beat paths toward home Souls shared when we die Welcome all to parts unknown

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Setting to Rise

Full moon glistens on a rippled sea. Reflections dance ever-changing and free. A path’s illuminated for us to follow. Horizons await our tomorrow.

~*~ SCK072718

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Morning Triku #64

Loopy - The more time is spent In the mirror, the more time Reflection’s needed

Focus - Poets see the world Through a fish-eye and themselves Through two-way mirrors

Good Luck - Broken mirror shards Though unfortunate leaves much To reflect upon

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Maybe

Though I hope not permanent, I’ve chosen to experiment. A change in course is needed, or soon to be defeated. ~ Continued escape or actual rest, sleep will be my ultimate test. Nights a daze and days are night. Wake must I to dream what’s right. ~ Torn by a future unknown, and times gone now to own, reflections of the past have all been seen. Death looms, the now in between. ~ Better days will come with the bad. Some day’s happy, others sad. Success or failure is for us to see. Probing’s always costly but results free.

~*~ SCK030519

#poetry #time #life #futures #pasts #experiments

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Monumental Moments

Through willow filtered sunshine, I feel your reflections and you mine. With introversion my biggest fear, with hidden face my love I declare. ~ In glistening pools of gentle light, my heart waves to the mind’s fright. If lives written our columns divide, moments unmirrored to cast aside. ~ Hands ever closer the time does drift, the moon creates our daily shift. In the dark our eyes meet, together enlightened tomorrows we’ll greet.

~*~ SCK030219

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Bad Vacation

Vacation’s soon and I can’t wait, on the calendar mark the date. Planning and dreaming all long year. Soon our vacation will be here!

I started to pack weeks before, just a few clothes and toys galore. I need a lot for our long stay. But mom repacks it anyway.

Alarm didn’t work, taxi was late. With seconds left we made the gate. We sat in the plane, no fresh air, waiting for bad weather to clear.

Hours wasted then off we fly. Wings wobble, we bounce in gray sky. Black night rain, runway wet and slick, vacation starts, we all get sick.

We landed late our luggage not there. Just full of clothes, I didn’t care. Late night shuttle cost us double. Big tip needed for the trouble.

Get to our rooms, sun starts to rise. Daylight’s wasted with closed eyes. Day one of vacation’s now done. Hope the next five will be more fun.

But first a shower then some rest, then out for breakfast that’ll be best. Eggs and juice, toast with warm butter. Got to the room our hearts flutter.

Toilets broke no shower at all. A sign on door said tub down hall. Beds were unmade, hot water cool. Mom’s mad, dad joked about the pool.

We went to the lobby to protest. We stood in the line with the rest. The man at the desk did all he could. Some of the guests didn’t treat him good.

He threw down his pen, could take no more. Grunting and shouting ran for the door. Hotel closed he said running out. Leaving us stranded, all in doubt

Where would we go, where would we stay? Would this be another bad day? We found a place, it wasn’t cheap. But we needed a place to sleep.

Cramped and dark but at least clean, the tiniest bathroom I’d ever seen. Just two beds, no TV at all. One small window looked at a wall.

We settle in to rest our eyes, then off to lunch in clear blue skies. But halfway there it starts to rain, my jackets gone, left on the plane.

We ran fast to a place nearby. Sitting soaked on stools too high, fish only menu, not for me. Hours passed drinking pop, refills free!

Bellies bloated, day’s spent. The sun came out and down it went. Saw a movie we’ve seen before, then back to our room, locked the door.

Much the same the rest of the week, sun came out once, we caught a peek. Went to the beach, water was cold, this bad vacation’s getting old.

Good news came later that week Luggage found but in Chesapeake. Put back on plane, soon to leave there. They’ll be back late, we won’t be here.

Trip’s soon over, saw a new place. Lots of ant bites, rash on my face. Dad lost his watch; mom caught a bug, stuffed plastic bags with things to lug.

Our ride to the airport, not much fun, stuck in traffic in the noon day sun. A bad vacation was had this year. Getting home soon is all I care.

One good thing of a trip gone bad, is getting home and being glad. Vacations done, better next year, you go and have fun, I’ll wait here.

The End

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Confliction – Morning Triku  #144

Only Reflection

Depression is when the fog passes and the dark is only more clear .

What’s Right

When optimism writ Pessimism can be erased Realism then left .

Libra-tions

Balance achieved when heavy hearts and weighty souls meet a mind on point .

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Riddles of the Deep

What hugs profoundly and spits ink defensively? An Octopoet

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Little Things

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We’ve walks in the wood and strolls on Main Street. Our times hand in hand are always a treat. We’ve snuggled close many a night at the beach. Our windows foggy, but horizon’s in reach.

We’ve sat at home with the music down low. Our lips in sync to the songs we both know. We’ve woke to mornings wishing to never end. Our moments magnified when a lover’s a friend.

~*~ SCK052818

#poetry #little things #love #nature #music #life #friendship

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Think About It

. Mind over matter is absurd when the world’s weight is on your shoulders.

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Sonnet Undone

Take from me this simple band of gold, walk with me while we both grow old. Hand in hand our souls inline, I’ll be yours and you’ll be mine.

In your eyes time does melt, returning to where love first felt. Journey’s skyward of life excelled, when two is one heart beats meld.

Tears and hugs and laughter shared, stealing kisses whenever dared. Fate and luck met at the Last Call, boundless futures in a crystal ball.

A blues band played, forgotten ironically. Memories are golden because nothing’s free.

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#poetry #fate #luck #love #loss #time #memories #c.1989

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Ahead of the Curve - Morning Triku

Circuitous

Yin and Yang’s never just black and white, but it is always circular.

~ Foresight

With age comes brighter introspection, for the dark is to near sighted.

~ Just a Peek

Know thyself, climb high, peaks fleeting, limits unknown - unless exceeded.

~*~ sck040817

#Haiku #poetry #time #age #optimism

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Loving Science

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Searching in theory for relativity,

thoughts of you expanding constantly.

Feelings’ compounding exponentially,

your smile and warmth is my felicity.

With every kiss sparking electricity,

stars align lighting our intensity.

Our formula’s blending unequivocally,

biologically chemistry’s evolutionary.

Your infinite hues color a poet’s eccentricity,

soundly proving the love of you and me.

~*~

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#poetry #love #science #observations #humor

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Morning Triku # 165 ~ Timely

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A Day Not Led

Get Up, in your head. Sunrise’s free, truth’s unsaid. Lie now, time soon dead ~

Revolutionary

Seek inspiration. Find joy, love and harmony. Share with poetry. ~

Time for a Bigger Clock

Time waits on no one. The future wound with shared hands. Now is tomorrow.

~*~ SCK052718

#haiku #poetry #time #revolution #truth #inspiration #love

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Relies

There’s a quiet in the darkness, our sun yet to rise. Beauty’s still in hiding, only truths before our eyes. ~ Soon the dawn will beckon, shedding the world’s disguise. Silence then a memory, light exposing the lies. ~ The world now filled with sunshine, always a pleasant surprise. Then we wait for the sunset, again to feel we’re wise. ~ By day we have distraction, evenings we revise. Sleep brings us solace, giving strength to ask the whys. ~ Questions fill our heads, life’s answers we surmise. Half asleep or awake, tomorrow is our prize.

~*~ SCK032424

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Poultry Dreams

In the name of man’s greed and chicken feed, a farmer hatched his scheme to succeed. He’d create a chicken with numerous wings. Then, he too, could soar with the like’s kings. ~ Wings sell well but they sell way too cheap. But if he had more the more he would reap. He mortgaged his house and sold his truck. He kept his old dog who brought him luck. ~ His wife kicked him out to sleep in the hay. The breeding was started the very next day. Time quickly passed and soon it was a year. Most thought him a fool, although sincere. ~ With a cock-a-doodle-do he rose with the sun. The day would be his, full of pride, joy and fun. He sprinted to the house to fetch his ex-wife, who had recently remarried to start a new life. ~ They walked to the barn, after some yelling. The closer they got the more they were smelling. With the odor intense, the farmer opened the door. And with one big swoosh his hopes were no more. ~ His most wonderous chickens all flew the coop. And the poor farmer left with only their poop. The lesson of course being evolution’s not a race. And those who disbelieve get egg on their face.

~*~ SCK041324

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