I AM A BIRD

i am a bird
flightless I may be
But I am a bird
Flapping my wings
At these fleeting dreams

I am a bird
Ready to sore
Take in the sights
dance in the lights
And enjoy the times

I am a bird
free and flying
Even when caged
I AM FREE
Flying across the sea

CURTAIN CALL

Curtain calls

It’s time they fall

You gave to the final act,

Your very best

It was good

But was it great?

You spin around,

Hands raised, shirt drenched

Chest heaving, eyes gleaming

Lights flushing, hands clapping

You savour the moment

The last hurrah,

You saved the distressed damsel

But is she safe?

The treasure you salvaged

You brutally savaged

The handsome hero

Their vicious villain.

The brazen silhouettes

Dance away backstage

You dare not look

Fog of a memory now pale

You would rather forget…

The curtains call.

Centre stage alone,

The standing ovation

You grasp it dearly

The mistakes you make

Resolutely beside you

Haunted !

Curtains fall.

bitterness

Bitterness I heard

Is a beast 

Unlike any other,

It soils the soul,

Buffs the bold

Humors the cold

Bitterness I heard

Is a black hole

Swallowing all the sweet

Till you see it no more

Spews out hate

Till life you distaste.

Bitterness I have seen

Sullen the strong,

Wreck the weak,

Blind the wise.

Revenge they may seek

And doom they find

Bitterness I have learnt

Is best spat out

In the barren see,

Smeared over by a smile

And a forgiving heart

Before time is up.

©davyvivaldi 2013

Safe

PATHOGEN AMBADARA

October 2, 2012 at 6:49pm

Time abounds in pleasure
Much as it does in pain
Only careful are we to remember
The wrongs to us and not the gains


So hurting is a stab from a friend
Worse still an unforgiving lover
For scathing become the trend
In mind such experiences hover
Goodbye saying is such a task
A heart dark with hate yet easier
When the flame dies out of spite
Safe remain love with no pride

Gardens of summer

KENAN OBURA

August 18, 2013 at 9:17pm

Oho my… you get fresh,
that fresh is my gardens of summer
tasty, yet loamy and pure wet,
as if just rained on almost for hours
that you splash loud pleasures to my face,
awakening all my lost dreams of becoming one wealthy farmer
You come with water lodges that holds honey on lands of plains
that now convinces me you ready to be plowed, sowed and fertilized
making me watch, listening to birds play intimately on your ground
harrow you, and thereafter Let my sunny afternoon heat you up, drown

Do I make miles between your heavens
that now I may get you open like a book that I can read?
Spread you out in a line that would blissfully bury my seed
to wake up butterflies that come rest easy on your leaves?
Now if you stretch up and reach my sun like the blades of summer greens
I swear  you will be pepper. Just red, hot and spicy
In best ways to remain sweet on my mind like candy
That would let words drip easy from my lip to the palm of my hand
But go again make the mistake, drop them to your lap in staccatos
Just to hear clearly  the vibration in rhythms deep unto my thoughts next season
giving you just another reason of wanting to be plowed, sowed and fertilized

P.S.
Red, hot and spicy as pepper
We will never make love
We will make delicious

GOOD OLD DOG

The loyal lap dog,
Jumped when master said,
Wagged when master sighed
Moaned when master cried
So loyal was he

He barked at master's friends
bit  all master's foes
Warmed toes,
and received love
from master not

perhaps it was hate
or childish contempt
for when the day came
with a curse
and a heavy boot
"good old"
became filthy mut

poor old boy,
staggers, rabid and sick
in a world so cold and thick
waiting for the catcher
or the old man's stick
to ease his heavy heart,
rest his battered body
good old dog

©davyvivaldi 2013

©davyvivaldi 2013

NO, I WON'T

I would chase after you,
If it would make you happy
Perhaps it would make me happy
But I wouldn't have peace
So if you must know
No, I won't

I would stop loving you
If it wouldn't cause you hurt,
But it would break my heart
And sour my soul
So if you must know
No, I won't

I would envy you
If I had the will to
But I do admire you
Even pray for you
So if you must know
No I don't

I do wish you well
And hope you find joy
That your dreams come true
And your smile be full
So if you must know
Yes, I do

©davyvivaldi 2013