Cushions
past midnight
I slow
quiet and dark
in starlit glow
world asleep
the lights are dimmed
sometimes a storm
as the tree is trimmed
the wind and I
a hissing dialogue
ear to eye
snapping branches
ideas that crack
windows rattle
wine in self prattle
horizontl motions
remote decisions
the old movie speaks
lovers caress
with words in elegant leak
secrets spread
to past of dead
futue planned
conformity banned
mid-morning awakening
too late for some
so afternoon beckons
in a matter of seconds
the wee hours
large in passion
high in imaginations tower
DeaPea 11-20-14
TROIX
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no one is one
she is a gem I tell
...engraved in shell
an ocean of serenity
relieved in image
freedom in gold visage
walking in intaglio
a silhouette of gentility
oval ornamental
singing at onyx
jazz in Tazza
dancing on piazza
resting in agate
a magical spell
a hardstone of belle
Victorian and glyptic
porting in vase
triple in phase
spreading flowers
in blacas sheen
oil of the olive to preen
each frame kisses
her life and her dreams
feeding the dove
...soaking her love
DeaPea 11-16-14
CORKSCREW
Contour lines
and pine tree knots
stuck like cells
newspaper thoughts
purple paws
a people eater
no thumb to grow
New Year's tail flows
nose like shoe
flange that scents
finding clue
to invaded rents
a heliotrope ballet
listening to prey
snake-like creep
over old movie sky
the turquoise ears
in harmony with iris
shrewd as partners aligned
crawling in headlines
friend or foe
a zigzag purpose
scant in frame
and free of blame
DeaPea 12-5-14
Goldperson
a paradox of vision
choosing the valve
that gives me safety
without restrictive delve
I don't want walls
or boundaries of glass
or rules to ridicule
my celebrative chasse
my juices flow
in searching waters
that serve to oceans
of infinite mater
my nutrition not sprinkled
on the surface of home
but planted throughout
my journey of poem
cheating rhymes
and humour sublime
temporary walls
that we hold in climb
we need the courage
to break down the barriers
and speak out against
those prejudice carriers
so I swim and float
in a place remote
but sharing love
with a passionate quote
DeaPea 12-4-14
Bluestorm
bluebirds brave
coloured storm
flashes of brilliance
with beaks they pave
sunset flashes
orange dashes
feathers transfixed
windy crash
bursts of green
blown leaves in scream
eyes imposed
on hurricane's pose
explosions of red
flames of destruction
infernous wings
fearless deduction
quelling nests
peace transpires
fowl are safe
flock of choirs
DeaPea 11-28-14
Bed of Leaves
Orange signs
leaves and shivers
kaleidoscope eyes
November quivers
fearful blue
furrowed brow
coat is new
for winter's mew
DeaPea12-1-14
The Chilly Treatment
I got home late
expected fate
cold shoulder treat
no kiss today
anniversary forgot
no flowers bought
the couch in slumber
cold chili pot
DeaPea12-2-14
Splittery
what happens to glitter
if you try to split it
does it twinkle more
or is shine afrittered
dissecting sequins
adhesion breaks
slicing stars
flying to Mars
snowy crystals
cracked by feet
moonlights cast
defracting the shiny bleat
glitter reproduced
exponential growth
photosynthesized spirit
of Christmas wroath
dancing gloss
spruces floss
glitter is perennial
in festive centennial
DeaPea 12-1-14
Glittery 2
Shining image of Carole Lombard is a sequined gown...
movie star
spangled constellation
paillettes in flicker
diamantes reflection
multiple facets
slap stick humour
glittering glamour
Indus Valley clamour
zecchino zest
In Name Only
dressed in heart
passionate start
floral embroideries
haltered neckline
tulle ball celebration
Basqued in waistline
tea-length hem
Silhouette of time
Twentieth Century shine
pouf shouldered to dine
tiny cap sleeves
spaghetti straps
bustling skirts reclaim
the numbing crashing fame
DeaPea 12-1-14
SHORE 1
Shore...line...
the rippling tide
rolls up on sand
as I watch each second
it's changing band
ever quiet
carpeting beach
tickling feet
teasing in reach
foaming with joy
a salty smile
back and forth
in pendulum style
drawing lines
sedimentary letters
a history of time
that infinity fetters
the castles tumble
as moats surround
as children sleep
in nightly sound
DeaPea11-29-14
Shore 2
I dance in luau
on shimmering sand
listening to laughter
the beaches band
echoes from castles
and volleyball screams
and beautiful curves
and bikini dreams
surfboards flying
umbrellas shading
towels spread
seagulls parading
a lifeguard scanning
as swimmers play
and reddened backs
on clear display
DBP 11-29-14
Shore 3
I love my fries
with cajun spice
near the sand
on beachside stand
but the gulls desire
to invade my poutine
so I run and hide
to escape their routine
DeaPea 11-29-14
Shore 4
Do I dare to walk
on the beach in day
with my speedos on
in clear display
I'd have to be crazy
to try such a thing
they'd laugh at me
or tomatoes to fling
DBP 11-29-14
Shore 5
I walked to the beach
and noticed something funny
things seemed different
although it was sunny
people were laying
relaxed in mood
but then I realized
my God...they're all nude...
DeaPea 11-29-14
Trail Mix Journey
A Dharma bum
a mix of mud and raisin
using my scroggin
in nature's raising
smoozing my schmogle
at sultana's feet
orange peel speed
viewing grains in soil's peat
Sodden moss
and wineskin's chamois
cranberry stains
bee balm in rain
Pumpkin seed stones
touching heels
orange sun
and banana chip leaves
Shredded trunk
and coconut flowers
almond branches
dandelion showers
and pretzeled roots
touched by boots
painted marks
on motionless barks
Merging in diakcsmege law
a harmonious studentska miks
Sweat and awe
negating saws
my glucose imagination
holy studentenfutter!
my feet do stutter
but my spirit in creation
DeaPea 11-28-14
Alice Doesn't Live There Anymore
don't they know
the signs of vacancy
a place that attracts
those in vagrancy
they keep delivering
local news
but no one's home
to depart views
but someone takes it
or else there'd be many
stuck in the door
cud for jenny
the lock awaits
the golden key
private fare
for holder to see
the news is good
she is well
moved to seashore
in wavelets swell
a few belongings
unsure of peril
old floppy disks
and a rusty barrel
DeaPea 11-30-14
PUTTING AWAY
I mean to put things
away until spring
but I sometimes forget
but really I'm lying
I don't forget at all
just lazy and denying
I look out the glass
at seasonal pass
no leaves to shade
my view over glade
the barbeque rests
under cotton sprinkles
the umbrella tilts
from winters wind that crinkles
my footsteps on deck
lock almost frozen
banging and smashing
in impatient thrashing
temper, temper I say
then laugh, no dismay
out front I ponder
looking over yonder
then see in the foreground
stuff to impound
the lawn mower shivers
next to wood pile quivers
but it's early December
time to remember
that maybe a thaw
will regroup my paws
DeaPea 12-2-14
GS
Orange butterfly flowers
oaken hand to catch
commotion in infinite cage
transforming skies to sage
olive emeralds sing
spinning forest ring
wings of petal dance
in mornings quiet prance
DeaPea 11-16-14
DadsDoo
when I ponder
what DooDads should do
how much they should try
and nurture anew
looking before
I think more and more
about all my errors
they bring back terrors!
I guess I wasn't perfect
but I tried to infect
encouragement and love
and help from above...
DeaPea 11-17-14
MIND BLANK
I wonder what it would like
To empty the brain so chock-full
Of nuts and illusions
And fantastic heart-felt delusions
Meditation is an attempt
But it’s never worked
But I suppose I’ll keep trying
But my brain isn’t buying
Ringing off verse
Is something I do
Frequently and with gusto
Calm I must though
Or maybe I’m just meant
To be a whirling dervish
Without much control
But having fun, on my creative stroll
DeaBeePea 6-4-16
'58
1958
as I recall the time
the progress was slow
mostly in mime
the Coppermine Journey
and Affluent Society
... Pointe-aux-Coques
our literary Diety
Ellen Fairclough
carving a path
that was started by many
and finished in wrath
the Arrow took off
in streamlined infamy
but was later throttled
by those lacking industry
the peacemaker took over
a Liberal legend
but politics won
over logic unimagined
Now that April's Here
please Girdie Me a Globe
travelling tips anew
as mobility dons it's robe
but Lost Villages drown
in the seaway project
and Springhill crashes
seventy-four lives wrecked
but I was 5
ne'er a thought transmitted
except for curiosity
and the cats it knitted
DeaBeePea 6-4-16
