An intentional coincidence: shirk

rhymes well with work.

The Thursday Think Tank - #37 lemons

A tall cool glass of lemonade
is always welcome
after a hard day in school.

Invisible Something

Something is moulding
my words
into twisty little things
as i write.

I don't like
that invisible something
shaping my words
into twistly little things.

I just want
to write
as it comes
to me

But this
invisible something
would just not
let go of me.

So how do i
get rid
of this invisible something
telling me how to write?

I had got it
then
But i've lost it
now.

The pigeon: sitting serenely 

on the window will, waiting for

her egg to hatch.

Teach and cheat,
like
evil and live,
are unfortunate anagrams.

The Thursday Think Tank - #35 Shadows

Someone's snickering,

Hiding himself and laughing 

At all those foolish,

Desperate people who want to step

Out into light of prominence,

While a lot happens in shadows.

An Observation

An interesting observation:

both poets and musicians

play with sound. 

The Thursday Think Tank - #34 I Do Bequeath..

My dear child,

I would like to

bequeath to you

 fiery passion

that i never gave wings

as a child,

in the hope that

you would give it

the wings to fly

and soar high

in the sky.

Do what

you want

out of the

passion

i want to

give you.

But just

give it wings

and don't

let it die

within you.

A house feels
swamped when
a guest refusing
to adjust arrives.

When guests
refusing to adjust arrive,
they often bring
their homes with themselves;
and what you made
your home is what
you grudgingly replace
with what they call home.

Why don't they
make themselves
at home with
your home,
just as you
make yourself
at home
with them?

When for those days
they can make
a home with you
and be happy,
just as you want to
make a home
with them
and be happy.

And when you do
make a home
with each other
you will be happy.

Rumour

Believe me:
there is nothing
more damaging
than a rumour
floating around.