Things heralded from long ago
Before all things
Track secure
Without a trace
Scanning beam sparkles
To and fro in sustained motion
Thirsty for answers
Earnestly seeking contact
With foundational roots
Hinged
On those mighty shoulders
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WITH A TELESCOPIC TOUCH
Calming storms
Stilling turmoil
With certainty unmatched
Mountain and valley lie low
In uniform flatten
Birds singing for joy
Knowingly
With a touch
Of
The telescope
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RUMBLE ON THE MEMBRANE
Tells me it’s grandiose
On schedule
Rolling down the years
Generation and civilization
Systematic
It paints images vivid
Distinguished invited guests making way
Procession
Rare jewels adorning
Reservation secured
Along gold walkways
Dazzling in excellence
Amid rumble
Of the membrane
GALLOP
One-two-three
One-two-three
One-two-three
Enigma
Thrilling crescendo
Accelerating
Event dawning
Spectacular Continue reading “GALLOP”
IT’S GOING TO RAIN!
I have a feeling
This strong inner sense
It’s about to rain
Babe beams radiant in potent glow
Smile akin intelligence feed classified
Expressing depth of the matter in silence
Calf’s tail runs amok in the open grassland
Expectancy reloaded Continue reading “IT’S GOING TO RAIN!”
THE YELLOW CARD!
Continued from last week’s… “SNAKES AND LADDERS.”
“Who exactly is this guy, his accomplice…and where are they from?” The head of state could hardly conceal his agitation. “I greatly detest the fact I have known no peace since this whole messy saga erupted.” Continue reading “THE YELLOW CARD!”
THE HOME STRETCH
“Sir! We have a problem!”Came an alarmed voice from the watch tower. There was commotion in the room as Sleek the intricate made his way swiftly toward the wide-screen at the front of the room. Continue reading “THE HOME STRETCH”
THE “LIGHT” FACTOR
There was this jackpot syndrome playing games at me all along my path as I grew up. If the ultimate breakthrough was not going to be at a lottery, then it would be among the gamblers in a casino some place or a lottery at another. I was always expecting it, anxiously so. It felt this close yet elusive. I burnt my fingers a few times with con men, tripped and bruised my toes often in hostile terrains. Continue reading “THE “LIGHT” FACTOR”
The Blazing Trail 