There goes my buddy, out the door.
I did not see her all day
and it did not cause any downpour.
As she leaves,
she nods and smiles from the distance,
sincere and sure, and somehow
that moment
makes her my buddy, even more.
(18.12.2024)
LAND OF NODS Limerick
Once there in the land of Nods
Where all the race hot rods
One race today
Was canceled because of pay
The sponsors were a fake advertising facade squad
09/23/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020©
The ants nodded knowingly to each other
A honey-pot overturned
~ Anteater licked his lips
Act 1
Lights dim, a pregnant pause for silence to bedim.
A nod, then curtain rises, lights and eyes pries
Scene 1 to open with actors all set in pose enfrozen.
Called to action by director's wink, blink, nod of head.
Act 2
The play pans out as script reels unwind
Cued and checked by prompter nodding in the wings
Lest lines in memory slip and free fall
To crash in ad-libbed blabbered blusters.
Act 3
With a nod, last scene folds and curtain falls.
All actors scurry and clamber back on stage
For curtain call or calls, until claps subside satisfied.
One last nod calls it over, and actors slink off stage to wings
I'm a riddle for the sun
sweet silver beams in eyes of wonder
evaporating windows in steam
and flooding the room with light.
My emotions dance in the air
always on the upswing, on the mend
never pooling shadows at my feet
never sitting still to ebb.
I'm alive and catching the breeze
hearing the sky spill secrets to me
rushing my blood through adrenaline veins
on their way to absorb my delight
It's infectious and reflective
this silver shine from my solar moods
Join me in this dance of light
as we tip our hats to the golden orb
with the wind on our heels to mend.