He wants to do what he wants
She wants to do what she wants
Wants are what we want the most
When considering détente
Life is weighing up the wants
A trade of who wants what
Those who want the lion’s share
Make sure the kittens want is got
Those who see their wants supreme
Scatter little but the crumbs
Voraciously must have it all
Leave smaller needs to suck their thumbs
Remembering how good it was
To sit in comfort there at night
Peaceably beside with book
In the warm glow of the light
No meddlesome distractions
In that homely place to be
Simple words brought other worlds
To be at one and free
Striding hungry in the twisting turns
Consuming each enthralling play
The hallway clock a faint reminder
It was the closing of that day
Sitting in the now
right now
as normally I will
Big enough
for everything
Plenty much to fill
Stopping in and staying out
With everywhere to go
As long as now stays
here with me
I’ll enjoy forever’s show
As a part, I am constituent
Affecting every now
I can’t pass by
the state I’m in
My moments disallow
I wrote this down and left it there
A now thing way back then
So if you’re reading this right now
Then now is happening again
If the future hasn’t got here yet
And the past once then is now
Then all our there’s
Exist somewhere
Though I can’t tell you how
Hamish got up early
With many things to do
Cleaning teeth and washing face
He was going to the Zoo
So exciting was the thought of it
He rushed downstairs too fast
Slipping on a couple of steps
Now with one foot wrapped in cast
Six long weeks of lumpy limping
On crutches going to school
No football running jumping
No splashing in the pool
Hobbling around the garden
Talks to squirrels laughs with crows
Knowing too much rushing slows you down
Everybody knows
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The cat among the pigeons
Spinning wildly all confused
Spitting feathers shredding fur
Signs of giving way refused
It seems the carried messages
Were delivered by mistake
To a cat who’d ordered pizza
Who preferred an oven bake
Eventually it all calmed down
Misunderstandings in the fray
The cat accepted tolerantly
A freebie pigeon takeaway
Photo by Everton Vila on Unsplash
Descended leaves of summer
Settle listless in the lurch
Ready to replenish
Since sloping of their perch
They once were life collectors
Passing sustenance all found
Until the rays and shorter days
Left them flailing on the ground
That sums up all life cycles
First, we live until we die
Doing all we can or need to do
There is no reason - don’t ask why
On a hill where darkness lingers
The boy with nightfall vision
Checking out a way to go
Watchful on condition
He feels the way with careful feet
Keeping balance by his arms
Tastes the air with shallow breath
Shrewd hearing keeps him calm
Secure where sounds reverberate
Alert to variations
He moves among the nightlife
To midnight music’s incantations
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