Category Archives: 1, poem, poetry,

BEE DANCER

I am a bee (be
a bee)
alphabetically
entomologically

finding my
sharp little way

flower
       to flower
heading home
stacked
   with pollen

return
      heavy with tales
exquisitely choreographed
of
  how
to navigate

paint them a path
sweet
    as perfume
honeyed with heart

each tiny
          lemniscate
danced with
delight
      danced till I drop

love
   each figure of eight

AS IT DID UNFOLD

unfolded the Universe
as if it were

an origami

but on that paper
                           much

to my
        surprise,
                        disappointed,

nothing to find
                              nothing
written

except the thought dawning that
all this time the

                            Universe

         reading me

TETRA

they swarm like neon tetra
towards the light
     or perhaps

away from it
out at six back
at seven

this is the lifestyle
that the planet
prayed for

behind
these walls, these gates
every
    modern convenience
means of escape

but me
       having drowned
once already

prefer the death deep
of dark indigo

down
    where survival is
impossible
amongst the incredible
legions of
myth-denizens

and creatures
of infinite aptitude
biding their time

they swarm like
neon tetra, first cousins
to piranha

towards what
they believe just
has to be the light

REFUND

since the poetry tax

every haiku
is short a syllable

those
       who never
wrote a line

queuing an eternity
waiting for
their refund

and for
those who
never learn

every epic masterpiece
of rebellion
and defiance

plunging into debt
breaking the bank

let me use
sign language
to express

what words of desire
lack the feel for

short on touch

ZAPIRO

it’s no paranoia
just
bad fractals

not a tad of alien malfeasance
behind those clouds

focus
   won’t you

be like the Sun itself
passing through
a magnifying glass

observing
how a piece of paper
flapped in Parliament
(Parliament
of Parliaments)
might cause the wind
to howl
through streets shut down

a bad time idea
whose time is here

and now
only the anointed
wish to be
associated with it

loyal to
this final state
of secure being

iron wire and
tape spinning

nothing like it
even if your
paranoia run rampant

nothing in your
mind could be more off-beam

POLE STAR

Poles apart
and that gap
widening

though the melting
of the floes
bringing us closer.

So much
love in the air

you feel its warmth, are
suffused with care

drifting under
star clouds where
a break
in the grey

like you
are last chunk
of ice

once
a glacier, berg formidable

soon
to disappear, unable to
save a desperate bear

clinging
for dear life from
death by drowning