"Do we follow the blind?"
those that are blind
who learn from the past
developing a sniff
and an earful blast
can gain some wisdom
as opposed to those
who lose their vision
and senses they close
seeing should not be believing
unless we coalesce
all our magical gifts
to avoid a guess
so it is not specifically
sight, sound or feel
but our intrinsic being
and humanities wheel
that circles around us
demanding fair play
as the spokes point to good
and we mean what we say
DeaBeePea 1-18-17
Plagiarism
all my words
have been used before
I am a copy cat
licking the floor
the milk has been spilled
from a plastic bowl
that slides from hunger
starving my soul
but I carry on
in 26-letter speak
twisting words
with my satirical beak
sometimes laughter
others times, consolation
rhyming emotion
with uncertain foundation
and punctuation
in various forms
embellishes the point
with purring reforms
so as I repeat
in regurgitating humour
the originality
is only a rumour
DeaBeePea 1-21-17
Substitute
I am a substitute
for all those
who avoid in volunteering
and wearing colourful clothes
I am not terribly competent
but I'm alive in vitality
and am not afraid
to show crazy mentality
I fill in for some
who are shy and quiet
and are nervous about sharing
their unusual diet
and I take a stand
for the silent crowd
yelling and screaming
under my stormy cloud
and I get a few laughs
along this road
and I'm not getting tired
watching my load
so at least I'm sincere
in my silly dance
and my smile isn't fake
while I spin in my trance
DeaBeePea 1-24-17
Vintage Wine
expectations
and syrupy white
rich smooth red
I close my eyes
delicate font
and curlicues
biscuit label
and watercolour dyes
dust and oil
on emerald mirror
bister glass
or muselets cage
long and slender
obtuse and round
gardens and palms
background of sage
the cork removed
a breath of patience
before the pour
proper glass awaiting
playing the flute
the tulip arises
a coupe is slanted
for champagne spating
a brolio sits
awaiting my lips
as the perfume dances
my senses amiss
excited in glory
reconciling with tongue
the ecstasy culminates
the hostess I kiss
DeaBeePea 1-22-17
It's the Little Things
yes those chameleons
especially the dwarf of Smith
almost microscopic
looking like a withe
camouflaging's variety
hiding from bird or snake
a kaleidoscope of colour
a leaf litter home to make
destruction of the forest
making habitat expire
looking for those bugs
a diet that is dire
they survive in dying jungles
keeping the earth alive
a small and gentle midget
with magical powers to strive
DeaBeePea 1-25-17
Collision Course
almost a useless term
in my life
a chaotic journey
I assume my germs
my inability to fit
and make sense of many
as I wake up confused
doing my feeble bit
many surprises
not of shocking extent
but enough to rile me
and throw off my surmises
but the trip is fun
I'd never turn back
from this collision course
that keeps me on the run
DeaBeePea 1-29-17
The Situation
the corner is tight
but there is no fright
as I smile and laugh
and stay so bright
compliment them all
perform a flattery call
and thank everyone
to avoid the fall
it sounds so hollow
but really it's to follow
the flow of solution
that we sometimes wallow
it's important to encourage
because we all get discouraged
and it gives our doubts
a chance to gather courage
so you'll never collapse
with back-patting taps
it keeps us together
and lets struggle elapse
DeaBeePea 1-28-17
Peppermint
take some watermint
and spearmint too
then you have peppermint
in a menthian zoo
despite all our uses
the important thing
is the nectar production
for which the bees sing
DeaBeePea 1-27-17
Laura Forever
"Rob" she cries
with pout in motion
creating that famous
Laura commotion
curiosity inflated
as she tries to hide
from her prying eyes
her own hilarious ride
surfing the room
in her pants capri
dancing like a deer
in imaginations debris
confiding in Millie
in neighbourly schemes
as the bystanders watch
in helpless dreams
she'll be with us forever
in celluloid silhouette
a fanciful image
that we'll never forget
DeaBeePea 1-26-17
Frequency
how many times
do I have to tell you
am I beating my head
against the wall?
I think I'll shut up
and leave you alone
maybe you'll do better
without my bawl
DeaBeePea 2-8-17
Frequency
in a unit of time
the occurrences repeat
in specified time
of intervaled beat
spatial or angular?
a temporal exhale
this living cycle
the period of flail
oscillating and vibrating
these phenomena we record
in waves of secret
our memories stored
the radiance of light
and a heartbeats song
the metronome decides
a hertz in throng
revolutions per minute
efficiencies guide
passing on advice
of our journeys ride
DeaBeePea 2-8-17
Preoccupied
most places
are preoccupied
even new homes
have bugs
who have moved in
along with basement slugs
so before you
put down rugs
realize that you
are never first
and when you see a spider
refrain from a surprised outburst
DeaBeePea 2-7-17
Preoccupied
being preoccupied
a reality of existence
but in consideration
I must look at consistence
is this mental crowd
something with a purpose
or is just silly
and going nowhere, thus
some kind of direction
is highly recommended
something revolutionary
which would indeed be splendid!
DeaBeePea 2-7-17
Preoccupied
saying
excuse me a moment
I am preoccupied
is like saying
excuse me a moment
I am respiring-ide
DeaBeePea 2-7-17
Preoccupied
I wonder
how it feels
not to be
preoccupied
it's like wondering
what it's like
to be
three-eyed
or what it's like
to be
a cave-dweller
on a hillside
so I guess
I will never
know, so
I'll have to take it in stride
DeaBeePea 2-7-17
Preoccupied
I am preoccupied
with writing
about preoccupation
which has me in a state
of chronic verbosity
virtually, sanity's castration
so what shall I do
in this whirlpool of mind
that might as well be thracian
I guess I'll just keep going
until it stops
this faucet of mentation
DeaBeePea 2-7-17
Butterfly
the vector space widens
blatantly 'unred'
in its cardinality
the initial condition severe
analyzing the seed value
supposing marginality
a sensitive dependence
on ignorance
this deterministic non-linear force
creating drastically
a large difference in later state
this disastrous new course
that little grain of sand
pulled from the beach of whole
the tidal wave begins
instability in charge
a storm of dynamic change
yes, look at this silly grin
DeaBeePea 2-6-17
LAST
yes, time enough at last
seeking salvation
in a rubbled world
my freedom stolen by greed
each word profound
but the pages restricted
so I am forced
to conquer my seed
anti-intellectualism
and a technological reliance
has placed me here
in this isolated place
post-apocalyptic feet
no place to walk
defining my loneliness
as solitude's face
as my spectacles shatter
there is only hope
found in that piece of sand
that I dare to extrude
is this the end?
or a new story of hope
composing in my mind
an extra-terrestrial prelude
DeaBeePea 2-6-17
OF COURSE
they called each other names
and threw back and forth blames
they never listened, to one another
only screaming, to smother the other
special days, they didn't celebrate
often ending by throwing plates
and as far as intimacy was concerned
all the advances were spurned
not only that, they badmouthed to friends
showing no respect, intending to offend
so they were advised to get a divorce
and it was a mutual indorse, of course
DeaBeePea 2-4-17
I wouldn’t mind…
Being a groundhog
Not a bad wish
A happy-go-lucky whistlepig
Much better than a fish
I would be the very best monax
digging away my time
a thickwood badger deluxe
avoiding the predators crime
lots of habitat to scurry
as man has led the way
clearing the forest recklessly
more room for me to play
my frosted look so stylish
a handsome dude indeed
and kind in my provision
accommodating in need
my den is home to others
like the redfox and the skunk
helping the farmers defeat
those of crop’s spelunk
I would also get to rest
A long winter’s nap I’d take
So it’s quite the life I say
A choice I’m glad to make
DeaBeePea 2-2-17