Happy New Year Pledge

Another year passes
Raising our glasses

Looking forward 
To changes anew

Affirming sincerely
Ritualistically yearly

Refreshing our 
Staid points of view
Sloshed at the party
Effervescently hearty

Promises made
Without thought

Childishly cheesy
Drunks feeling queasy

Pledging to do
What they ought.

In The Dark

The shady sombre dusky cloak

Waves a cloud of moonless smoke

A silent journey's dreamlike creep

No fear of depths or mighty steep

The eerie dims descend at will

A picture house expectant thrill

Coated eyes in nightfall free

Scatter midnight shadows emptily

Opaque envelops colour fades

As nature plays the Ace of Spades 

The Ace of Spades the legendary death card. It also signifies the time of Yule that brings on the death of the year - 21st December. Deemed the highest card in a deck of cards it is credited with being the most powerful.

The Three of Us

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Smitten bitten dazzled stunned

Staking hearts on long shot bets

Disregarding crooked consequence

In solemn promise with one's pets

Wretched love lorn Barbarella

No more crushed no longer bitter

Ménage à trois with hubby tabbies

Flush with cash to kitty litter

They’ve taken off to Lanzarote

Spooning crooning loves delight

Contented catty choruses

On silvery moonlight purring nights

November

Deepest mornings icy spiteful

Turn my winter warmers cold

Departing days down on my knees

Hinting everything is old

Creaky songs for croaky voices

Where memories recall

Giving romance to the icicles

Hoarfrost writing on the wall

Looking back on better days

Dreaming untold stories new

A sense of fertile vagueness

To rekindle my construe

So Be It

Very primitive here

Can’t help thinking back to then

All those umpteen years ago

When deference and reverence

Burned in protest’s stormy glow

When all those times were changing

Running insults out of town

With declining moral high ground

And the clown's disdainful frown

When the sneering high and mighty

Where discovered indisposed

Wearing cloaks that hid their disrepute

As tainted fabric decomposed

Law and order writhing in the mud

Wished to smother human rights

Far from ignorant the aberrant

Hide in towers of withering heights

As the final push of bigotry

In cold and dark Arabian nights

Tyrant pulpits run by bandits

Crumble ruins of rundown rites

Beset By My Silhouette

Picture: Zied Smida Google+
Proprietario di Centre d'appareillage orthopedique (ortho-vite) sfax tunisia.

The shape I'm in behind my back

Declares a walk-on passer by

Hinting that my kind of lights

Are floating angles sunlight shy

Reminding me how humdrum is

In down to earth reality

With here I am and there I go

Formless cape of captured me

We turn up often on each other

Like unawareness in a mist

When together we are living proof

That both of us exist