CRUNCH
it's a hard word
that crispy crunch
I can hear it now
that deafening munch
good for your teeth
that whitish bunch
some food is tough
pancakes like clunch
not ideal at all
for late mornin's brunch
a soft tropical drink
known as Hawaain Punch
but not so cushy
if applied I have hunch
hard on the knees
picking that garden runch
but I like the crack
of a hard taco's scrunch
DeaBeePea 5-4-15
CRUNCH 2
A Captains breakfast
with a crispy crunch
a gourmet treat
not for mates and bunch
they get porridge
without the scrunch
but he has that cereal
with his picture on the frunch
DeaBeePea 5-4-15
The Tin Man VS Mr. Kettle
there were signs of stress
on the golden walk
some from Wizard
and the Witch's gruff talk
but nothing like this
ever came up
this boiling nonsense
anger runneth over his cup
the man of mettle
must hold his words
and practise restraint
and sing with the birds
smile in derision
a polite way to chide
then walk away
on an addled ride
the flying monkeys will stop
and pause in reflection
admiring the canistered man
in his patient election
a vote to allow
the cauldron to speak
then retire in serenity
with oiled limbs, no dawdling pique
DeaBeePea 5-3-15
Wisdom
can be a state of illiteracy
being a legend in one's own mind
Eloquent
but masking in fancy words
a purpose from a narcissistic kind
When one
clearly feels
that their voice is profound
It's likely
that it's not
tunneled in conceit to astound
but from the heart
with experience formed
it can be quite intellectually adorned
seeing confusion
in its simplest terms
can often spur ideas born
so speak in quiet
and honest feeling
and you never receive the scorn
DeaBeePea 5-2-15
Saturday Night
used to be tradition
going there
or coming here
watching hockey
Go Leafs Go
generally a victory cheer
now things vary
options galore
sometimes staying home to read
cleaning house
cooking for tomorrow
nothing for future to impede
PVR allows re-shedule
independent timetable drawn
even sleepings chance arises
so Saturday Night means little now
except pondering
what Sunday hides in guise
DeaBeePea 5-2-15
May Day
although it is May
I cannot help but to think
of a grand old movie
Key Largo is the link
to the expression of Mayday
a call of distress
three times it is called
in falsehood is stress
Frank McCoud appears coward
but in the end is crowned
a hero for killing
Johnny Rocco is bound
Nora and James
very relieved
that Frank comes back
in his floating reprieve
the Straits of Florida
a glorious set
for romance and drama
on my TV set
DeaBeePea 5-1-15
Connecting
she is a woman
I am a man
trouble connecting
figure it out if you can!
DeaBeePea 4-30-15
Connecting 2
the line seems severed
no internet served
and my cable seems cut
no television, unnerved!
phone isn't working
what shall I do
I have no life
as I slumber so blue
then it comes to me
the best of all deed
look at the cover
open it and READ
DeaBeePea 4-30-15
Cotton, Felt, Damask and Weft
Photo my Marco Pucci
shutters like washboards
towels like sponge
silkscreened covers
pinned in hoards
crying for sun
and a little breeze
catching the fluff
curtailing a dandelion sneeze
inside a coffee
and mornings prattle
no rush today
in washings slight brattle
waiting to dry
an afterthought in time
relax and enjoy
Saturday's prime
DeaBeePea 4-29-15
Anomalitic Anemones
The anomaly flower
amazed in my glower
so many colours
one-hundred twenty in few
daughter of the wind
from nectar and blood
wood and sea
are versions to glee
wild and free
a visual delight
hardy might, and
sessile clusters of fruity achene
Japanese and Poppy
Snowdrop and Greek
peace to the world
and its perennial dream
DeaBeePea 4-28-15
Oh Yeah!
once upon a time
four lads from Liverpool
wrote a song
with strange new word
they kept saying yeah
which was not poetic
I humbly thought
actually a bit absurd
but it grew to become
a keyword to bless
and now I get it
a celebration of yes
it not really profound
or fancy you see
but it quite appealing
to a slang degree
she loves you yeah
I saw her yesterday
it's me she's thinking of
she told me what to say...
DeaBeePea 4-27-15
New Hopes
a concept to ponder
as I reflect on my wishes
dreams of travelling
tasting spicy dishes
but these are superfluous
on our planets stage
when poverty and hate
create tearful rage
do hopes ever change
from year to year
or are there new ones
as specified here
sadly each day
there are more to ail
so the prayers for those
are new in prevail
but the love is the same
it lingers in sorrow
needing a spirit
to conquer and borrow
we cannot let go
of this powerful ambition
to free the world
of this pathetic tradition
it can be won
this battle of greed
let's join together
and plant the seed
DeaBeePea 4-27-15
Citrus
When I think of citrus
I think of squirt
that delightful burst
in eye does flirt
squeezy and bright
lemon and lime
bumpy peels
and grapefruits that rhyme
For aspiring mornings
tangy and fresh
quartered in sections
such juicy flesh
it just seems so cheerful
thinking of these
happy fruits
of nutritional breeze
DeaBeePea 4-25-15
NUMBERS
don't mean much to me
a lot of math
and memories of wrath
but as I age
it's becoming cool
those number games and rules
I like Sudoko
it steretches my mind
massaging membranes rind
and when I do the books
I lie at the end
feeling rich with a pencils bend
so play with numerals
and have lots fun
not to serious, start with one
DeaBeePea 4-24-15
The danger of wishful thinking...
I hate to be a pooper
but I do not sense the danger
of wishful thinkings loom
as hope is not a stranger
it is not as if I'm a dreamer
although many say I am
I just want things better
for those who suffer scam
so when I wish upon a star
it makes no difference who I am
it's where my heart is
as I pray for the lamb
DeaBeePea 4-22-15
Story of my life. I always get the fuzzy end of the lollipop
after many years
of falls and spills
I look back
and get the chills
but I now accept
that my life is an equation
a precise result
of all my decisions
so what I have
is what I have chosen
there are no regrets
my world now ambrosian
laugh and cry
it's much the same
the lollipop is sweet
whichever end I claim
DeaBeePea 4-23-15
