A Blue Mood Dream
I'm in a blue mood
knowing that you are wearing that dress of blue
Think of me, when you putting your dress on.
With no bra just wearing a thong
I'm in a blue mood
over you
Enjoy the day in your dress of blue for all the compliments that will be given to you
Wishing I was in a suit of Gray and dancing to the music of our favorite song on this day
I'm in a blue mood
Think of us when you walk alone or as you're dancing to a theme song Hear my voice spoken softly in your ear
If you will
For I am whispering
I love you my dear
I'm in a blue mood
The sun will go down as the moon will rise
Wishing I was looking into those beautiful blue eyes as they accent your dress of blue
Making me fall deeper in love with you
I'm in a blue m...
Grand-battement
Swan Lake,
take us back,
when every girl,
practiced ballet,
and, tap,
but then Irish dancing
tapped away,
Foot front, behind,
and leg play,
River Dance,
then came a trance,
encapsulating the girls,
who wanted to dance
© 2020 Carol Natasha Diviney
CHRISTMAS..
Autumn's nearly over, winter's looming near,
The season to be jolly, offering Christmas cheer,
Boys and girls are waiting, for Santa Claus to come,
A pair of socks for dad, I'm certain he wants Rum.
Mum is going shopping, buying seasonal treats,
Turkey for the main course, after dinner sweets,
For desert, plum pudding, minced pies for a snack,
Better clear the kitchen, she will soon be back.
Young ones are excited, what shall Santa bring?
Outside, people gather, to hear the carollers sing,
Brightly shining lanterns, lead them on their way,
Families reunited, upon Christmas day.
Snowflakes are now falling, children try to sleep,
Santa will be rumbled, should one try to peep,
Rudolph waits with patience, and a shiny nose,
Self-labeling issues
Long-lasting questions are still straining and pushing My Soul - my nightmarish evenings are being ruined! I must see the steps of my struggling days to come in vicious series; to my watchful eyes appear in immortal times, in times of a millennium, the immortal memories of strange people whom I already judge forever!
Although they have often joked and chased me away - my willful plans have driven me into thoughtful thoughts and wherever I am my selfish creativity will not let me down! Indeed! It is evolving and multiplying! "I would be anxiously waiting for secret telepathic signs with which my beating-beating heart could loyally address Someone as long as there was growing anxiety about others in my heart attack!"
My day is already hiding things: Behind the horror of the Question, the suicidal dis...
Saintship
A Saint,
walked on earth,
Centuries ago,
before entering the gate,
helping on ships,
it was so
Sailing treacherous,
rough waters,
reviving the sick,
Imprinted in the,
memory strip,
touching on land,
at the end of a trip
Now awake,
after seeing the full,
Saintship,
still performing duties,
full circle trip
© 2020 Carol Natasha Diviney
Decent Human ?
Were the words that were said to me as I was told to leave
Always on the run fuck this heart on my sleeve
...
this way and that...
I am completely aware that water is heavier than air
fish swim, birds fly... each in their special atmosphere
roads can turn in random ways
evening's light strolls slowly... ending days
cats nip on catnip and dogs bark and scratch
a much wiser person can be an unequal match
shoes fit best when they are the right size
every sea that dips will in short time rise
eloping with a sexy lady
some might look upon as being a bit shady
cows seem disinterested when giving milk
worms even more so... when spinning silk
lumberjacks don't trifle when in the woods
merchants are vexed when underpaid for their goods
coins that jingle in your pocket
are no match for the roaring rocket
you can be fooled when not paying attention
and jump at a chance at the slightest mention
gymnasts tumble and flip out with ease
some of your best people do whatever they plea...
pay attention...
life is a gambling, challenging place
it all gets done at your very own pace
you can glide and go quietly smooth
but there are pitfalls and so much to loose
stick it, turn it, make a jumble and mess
what may come out is much more... not less
talk tough, move easy with style and grace
people will know and respect your place
with passion and purpose things get in disarray
adversaries ready to proclaim touché
battles so fervent, plentiful and terse
around the next corner what is coming is worse
like the crystal skies that usher past a storm
all is made calm and will return to norm
stay focused on how to get it all done
because you'll always be doing it while on the run
à plus tard...
what purview do you have left for me
my words, limbs or what I see
you've debased and taken all and more
now am I to be mopped across the floor
once with tender and caring concern
like an eternal flame that would forever burn
doused now with trinkets one by one
all that was cherished now blatantly undone
this journey to nowhere was never known
our blindness so complete and never shown
all those efforts, dance, art and song
where crafted to make us permanent and strong
you said it your way, I mine
unholy they became in our faltering shrine
now a deep and distant haze
thankfully softens the sorrow in our days