The Woman
Hulitoon by Becky Hulit
tranquilized
sythesized
not knowing real
fantastic zeal
perfect locks
fingerprinted docks
as she sails away
in a light plum gale
she so strong
unfettered not blown
but the storm is within
lashed oats yet sewn
curious eyes
cute lips
teasing her memories
unquestioned tips
the eyes almost teared
but bold when steered
to passion, no fear
of unknown fate
a shadowed brow
cross swords firm
symbolic of term
as temptress bewitched
DeaBeePea 3-1-15
One Seat For Me
before '53
I was creeping in flee
trying to hide
before my birth you see
somehow I had
tickets to events
that nurtured my "me"
in pre-eminent fad
concerts and clubs
and theatres too
jazz and film
jitterbugs tubs
Savoy supreme
and palaces that gleam
a speck of my echo
in reversing stream
always feeling
that I was there
since I bopped into being
and swung before seeing...
DeaBeePea 2-17-15
Kaleidoscope
A cylinder with mirrors
mirrors, cylinders
beads, pebbles, bits of glass
bits of glass, pebbles, beads
an eye, one end, light the other
light shines against the eye
Patterns of colour
coloured patterns
reflections, deflection
deflections, reflections,
Kaleidoscopic beauty
Athenic beauty
that is seen and formed
formed to be seen
Observational delight
delightful observation
sixty-degree angles
angled in multiples
juxtaposed light
lights in juxtaposed colour
Rectangular three
triangular rectangle
jolted polygons
equilateral visions
magical precision
six perceptions
perceived as six times infinity
Arbitrary reflection
numerous selection
as each moment glares
through our mind in stare
symmetry and isolation
mirrors of two or three
Brass, glass, and wood
steel, gourds and what could
chambers of magic
cellular growth
as if living
maybe through sun
an era of dreams
not knowing seams
amazement at ease
a simplistic breeze
so much fun
Renaissance…is done
DeaBeePea 2-27-15
The Unknown Tent
Hulitoon by Becky Hulit
My knapsack thrown
and my tired bones
but happiness lead
as far as binoculars spread
Camera storing
immediate memories shared
Nikonic dreams
preserved on roots and streams
The twig and cane
resting by the old oak tree
a lens to childhood
grass patted withstood
A flare to safety
adventure canteened
as the sombriolet hangs
and papyrus brims that sang
DeaBeePea 2-26-15
Summer 0f '59
Hulitoon by Becky Hulit
As the tire swings
only with help
from the sentimental breezes
tickle the spring-like sneezes
the channeled bark
signals a timeline
as the vine strangles the rope
the past suffocated in hope
The brightness dulls
but the red of the cart
stings my heart
the tongue conversing
The tricycle complacent
in pneumatic stead
Sunnyside laughter
and tumbling bruises on head
The crabgrass and dandelions
never swept till now
with my eyes so spoked in hurry
with my three faced Murray
Conquering identity
accepting my worth
limited in scope
from my rosebud of youth
DeaBeePea 2-25-15
Madness!
The new stuff
a concept
in electronic integration
but I prefer
specialized segregation
my ears to refer
A stereo in the den
jazz LP a la carte
swinging it’s part
spinning in crackle
the needle worn
skipping adorned
A television to start
in family room place
in theatric gathering
for loved ones in grace
no equalizer for leverage
as I sit with my beverage
The dial phone in the ante
to sit and talk
while the cat curls up
on my lap to gawk
as leery as a hawk
conversation ad hoc
computer in my room
for research and mail
each beautiful thing
it’s own place to sing
internet spawns
a new world each dawn
A role to attach
our senses to our thatch
our minds in solitude
absorbing each thought
and message in our hearts
not scrambling to decipher
The words, sounds and clamber
as our world fails to camber
allow us to drain
our avalanche of claim
our obligation to minute fame
and information that is ingrained
Prioritized by medium
instead of it’s tenor
Our life’s tremor
Embellished by capital
And it’s potential brag
but it really means nothing
As we lose control of our drag
So let’s gather our impression
And have a quiet session
And conquer our souls
In step by step throes
Solitude of purpose
Rooms in life
Each wall demarcates
through many doors
our feet do skate
ending the circus
Peace of mind
And piece so kind.
DeaBeePea 2-23-15
The 5th Season “Wispsufa”
Sixty-eight point four-five-three
a sunny sky
with floating clouds
cycling like spy
Five point one knots
The breeze is fleeting
The trees are green
hibernating in wheating
Nutrition control
vitamin balance
seven meal days
for all subjects of Frey
Rain every fifth day
Four hours of gentle spray
Setting sun at eight zero six p.m.
By satellite prism
International accord
for climate control
formed by consensus
and “social cost” poll
Weather accounting
economical barometer
steady thermometer
obscured human counting
A cybernated ambiance
prosperous but dull
pleasant but stagnant
and humanely flagrant
Reckless use
of knowledge employed
romantic view
of essence destroyed
DeaBeePea 2-23-14
God?
The masters muttons
trimmed to exact
symmetric beard
fearsome and sheared
but I am suspect
perhaps evil doubt
shady hues
and shifting views
Light refracted
turquoise poise
and purple bruising
imminent fusing
of prisms message
contradicting peril
divine in birth
love in dearth
DeaBeePea 2-17-15
Caramel Corn
Not just popped
but coated so sweet
brown sugar and butter
and corn syrup dolloped
Crunchy and sticky
my hands are tacky
crumbs on lap
my teeth so picky
sometimes in box
Jack’s famous snack
at ballgames with dogs
as taste buds talk
excited delight
warm sentiment spreads
memories and fun
with each creamy bite
DeaBeePea 2-17-15
2 Red Herrings
Mislead by two
A distracted fork
Relevance in pair
Leading to despair
Logical maybe, in even stare
Go down the middle
A compromise of sorts
A fallacy of fair
Used by writers
A device of mystery
An immaculate plot
Changing history
Negative and negative
Positive maybe
Two schools of thought
Imaginations baby
rhetorical and strategy
over-rated I think
scaled to high
in arguments rink
a kippered path
picking plankton for breath
diversion amusing
conquering death
DeaBeePea 2-17-15
MUD
The master plan
mucky and smooth
a chocolaty glaze
a sloppy haze maze
Utopia for pigs
and playful kids
a recipe for Tide
a Mother’s chide
Bitter pies
a crust of dirt
Slinging games
“you did it” claims
Rain and ruts
Puddles and such
or made from scratch
Ideas hatched
Filling grooves
and chinking walls
magic epoxy
a hearts faithful proxy
DeaBeePea 2-17-15
BEAUTY
Some say “Beauty”
in a brief joyful pang
broad expression of pleasure
too lazy to explain
I could go on forever
with a list of things
that create that vision
that makes me ting
A Hollywood starlet
a wind-swept tree
a sparling lake
paddling lovers in glee
A kaleidoscopic sky
and mountains so high
glaciers of white
and valleys in comply
A voice in French
seductive in purr
and music that swings
as gentle as myrrh
Pastoral and sweet
a beckoning call
that allows to touch
our feelings enshawled
Miracles of God
sometimes strange
but magical and awesome
like a fantasy grange
So when I say “beauty”
it’s all these things
and many more
as my passion wings
DeaBeePea 2-17-15
VOICES
Silent or loud
they come when called
unconscious demand
an overhead cloud
An unknown friend
In tricky guise
lips closed
in cautious trend
The words of censor
or encouragements cry
an unencumbered character
advice dispenser
sometimes in frustration
it grabs my head
and shakes me in impatience
reminding me of station
2-17-15 DeaBeePea
TIE
Certainly
fit to be
confused and knotted
my stomach plotted
To arouse me, curious
fear now furious
I must settle down
stop being a clown
So I dress up
and Windsor my look
straight and deliberate
a dignified hook
Creating image
although I could choose
a bow-like version
for my social excursion
A verb and noun
requiring action to perform
is formal gaze
that is quite renown
The people score
each man, by standards high
some rated the same
it is called a tie
I try to stay together
railroaded by tradition
but learning to express
myself in mission
Twisted in purpose
singing my song
two notes together
running so strong
My social connections
are nice for my network
as I learn by listening
maturation a perk
2-17-15 DeaBeePea
Circumstances
they always exist
these perameters of occasion
sometimes deliberate
or coincidental in equation
"under the circumstances"
they always say
no one considers "over"
as an optional way
blanketing the situation
seems like a plan
suffocating confusion
with a definitive scan
DeaBeePea 9-21-15
Pockets
