Bumblebee

Bumblebee
Ancient druids could see
Sun, Goddess, celebration, and
part of community 
Drinking mead, 
fermented honey,
bumblebee,
buzzing distinctively 
Personal power, and 
brightness, proceed to be
Never failing to be
Part of community 

© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney

Fairground

Around the carousel,
horses carrying the Belle
The smell of candyfloss,
what a spell,
melting in mouths,
teeth covered,
don't tell
Crunch crunch,
toffee apple as well
Broken tooth
what the hell, 
seeing the dentist 
Time will tell
Roll Big Wheel,
carry the Belle
Help me,
going to be sick as well,
no chance let's just fly,
please look up see the sky
Feet on the ground,
certainly time to say goodbye
Coming back next year,
no stopping me, just try.

© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney

Anxiety

     
    For a lifetime, I have deliberately fled from you, the ruthless carrier of my cowardice: Vulnerable fear! You have haunted me every day with the intention and orphan tears of end of the world to surely win your victorious battles against me; lately, I have managed to hide from you many times, and you, as a hard-working killer-hand, have always been away - and you have found it!
     
    You stabbed your willful spikes in my heart forever and prepared to be an innocent victim in the jungle of revenge!
     
    I already know you well! And yet I did not collapse: your confusing campaign with the uncertain Future could not succeed! Disgust s
     
    Indifference competes with each other if I just feel it and I want to get out of you by all means! I would cry with a voice and sob...

Sound on the phone

     
    Uncertain waters, embezzled prospects besiege my heart attack! It has never happened that even once the Spirit is troubled by a troubled, guarding petal, a soul-destroying or in love gondola-ladik!
     
    Once upon a time, invisible resonant yarns were tied together with my imaginary soulmate; and now a murderous, otherworldly Silence is barely audible.
     
    Deafened with foolish intent In time, who might have a sweet-soaring voice for the first time that can reach me?!
     
    Because I would listen with absolute happiness if my dear Angel could voluntarily still trust me and reveal the donuts of the hell-lesson of my wasted childhood before him! I want to instill the sincere truth of true pearls on the forgiving petals of your heart so that our borrowed friendship can...

Ladybird

Ladybird 
No not a bird
Smaller, but not absurd
Definitely the insect world,
or is this a woman,
from Romeo, and Juliet world
None the less,
a deserving Ladybird, 
presently, and historically heard.

© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney

The Lake

Across the lake,
she saw her reflection
Rippling no perfection,
mudded waters,
promoted rejection 
Up stream
Calm, and clean,
waters displayed a
magnificent scene,
beautiful reflection
exquisiteness,
without selection
Captivating no rejection 
Clear waters full beam 
True self now seen

© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney

Rain Drop

Rain drop
Pip pop
Drop drop
Hit the window,
pip pop
Soothe rain drop
Rock to sleep,
drip drop 
Trickle trickle
Sleep pop

© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney

Didn't want to!

     
    The pain was long, vicious in me! Wounded crater-deeply lurking burning stigma-wound mule still whimpering child whimpering daily: Howling the wild, ruthless “Afraid” The eternal children's shoes were worn by the mature adult s The ringing of promises guaranteed me -went years of echoing joy!
     
    This galad now voluntarily closed his executioner-prison in his prison cage and deliberately forgot as a pathetic hiding place! It is an old-fashioned admiration for me to remain a romantic Knight and not have to face the trendy posh and counting goosebumps of this devalued, lousy Age! Even as an emigrated addict to loneliness, I will not be a exploitable grinning tool of tangled salvation even then!
     
    I am still sleeping frozen in me, the fluttering stench of flutter dripping under the ashes of urine, whi...

Take my hand!

     
    Take my hand in encouragement and lead me to the encouraging Light! It would still be so good to explore shelters next to you that I could feel by myself if the curse storm of Balsors was approaching with my ordas claws over my head! To ensure that my day and night are constantly soothing in me the bitter, rhyming Child for Being! ,, Just calm down My Life! Everything will be fine!" - And he would say he was atonement
     
    with a smile a cheerful wave of your voice! Because in vain I would try to explain what I already know today: Pessimism revolves around me as a wheel of destiny, and the tempting intention that I may not be happy and satisfied even with the capitalized Majority,
     
    for there is no one who can sincerely comfort me, and if I were to call myself actively, my creative power would be exalted and h...

Nature Break

Red brick yellow brick,
making buildings quick quick
Stampede stampede, 
so many bricks
Where has the space gone,
hidden in the bricks,
taking a break to fix 
Where will this be
Hidden in the bricks,
like a cocoon, tightly fixed
open space not in the midst
Just taken up with red, and 
yellow bricks,
all tightly fixed
Off to the countryside,  
free from the cement mix
exploring a whole new, nature fix.

© 2020  Carol Natasha Diviney