Thursday, November 26, 2015

836 - Life is Chaos


Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week are: habitual, illustrious, and jumbled.


Life is Chaos

Life is chaotic—
Jumbled by outer forces
Beyond our control.

Habitual traits—
Our own dumb contribution
To the current mess.

Leaders disappoint—
Creatures of straw and tin.
Illustrious?  No.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2015
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Sunday, November 22, 2015

835 - Sun-Stroke


Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week are: enigmatic, grovel, and faulty.


Sun-Stroke

So enigmatic—
Serene, remote and aloof.
Is anybody home?

But they follow them:
A case of misplaced desire 
And faulty thinking.

They grovel, prostrate
Before their golden icons.
Such misguided souls.

But is there a soul
That can then be misguided?
We will never know.

They seek more recruits—
There is comfort in numbers.
A pyramid scheme.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2015
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Tuesday, November 10, 2015

834 - Perceptions



Perceptions

He was old.  
Weathered.
With grey, curly hair.
And white stubble
That contrasted sharply
With his dark skin.
Sporting a blue polo shirt,
Shorts and sandals,
He was crossing the plaza.
Hard to guess his age,
It often is,
But he looked fit and healthy.
Our paths were about to cross:
“Good morning” I offered.
“Gidday, old fella!” he responded.

Oh.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2015
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Sunday, November 08, 2015

833 - Playing with Fire


Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words a few weeks ago were: greasy, hellish, and ignite.


Playing with Fire.

He walked down Satan’s greasy path,
Doing mischievous things for a laugh.
Such as his hellish delight
In trying to ignite
Farts, while having a bath.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2015
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832 - Ku De Ta

Ku De Ta, as it was but now isn't.


Ku De Ta

There are security guards, front and back.
There are barriers from the beach,
“Enter through the lobby, please.”
Bag searches are mandatory.
We sit, elevated; remote to the beach,
There but not there.

The menu is a gardener’s delight:
Phytochemicals in abundance:
Tastes like uncooked vegetable soup
Sold as rejuvenating juice.  
With kale, of course.
Chia seeds and goji berries extra.
The whole raw slurry
Has more antioxidants than you can poke
An extra wide slurpy straw at.
Glasses of grey-ish, orange-ish, pureed gloop.
More medicinal than refreshing.

There is a pool going in 
Where there were once red umbrellas.
Coup d'├ętat.
Not only the head has been removed,
The heart has too.
But the liver! 
Oh, the liver is remarkably frisky.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2015
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