PATRIC MICHAEL

PATRIC MICHAEL

HAPPY PLACES

Old time pop radio and television shows

tuning

bringing

us to places in the mind, our hearts to expose

scratchy

popping

sounds breaking up your peace in times of sweet repose

forties

fifties

brought color TV, a short circuit, the screen froze

dating

football

games made the girls hoot and holler, wearing hot clothes

circles

cliques

hula hoops and wide skirts, wearing full length striped hose

spinning

bottles

kissing the girls, girls hoping to hear guys propose

hippies

dances

flower girls singing in high pitched voices, on tip toes

listening

twilight

glistening as The Shadow knows, watching Happy Days

death and

destruction

Charlie Manson, girls gone crazy, in a malaise

maryjane

smoking

is in fashion, getting high on weed, in a daze

stretching

watching

Petticoat Junction, falling in love, in a haze

playing

running

in the park in daylight, then watching High School plays

board-games

shushing

each other, playing hide and seek, the sunset's blaze

talking

catching

up on events in the hometown, happiness stays

walking

holding

hands for a sense of closeness, a sensual phase

sensing

soothing

the soul, watching Gilligan's Island, laughing hard

excited

grateful

for the times we live in, feeling good, avante garde

content

psyched

up to be creative, cruising the boulevard

standing

fighting

for good against evil, Angels are standing guard

riding

Hi Ho Silver

the Lone Ranger and Tonto show up on Diehard

pleasing

teasing

friends and family, playing in the barnyard

cheering

relishing

horseback riding, listening to the radio bard

longing

living

in the highlights of Ed Sullivan, stars regard

dancing

getting

intimate on the sofa, watching The Flintstones

enchanted

yearning

for The Adams Family, with a skull and crossbones

viewing

elating

over I Dream of Jeannie, love in the hormones

controlling

gazing

at the boob tube, Once Upon a Time, someone moans

flipping

changing

channels, Alfred Hitchcock shows, Alice, Game of Thrones

indulging

fantasies

while watching The Honeymooners, and Sherlock Holmes

huddling

enthralled

by The Life of Riley, Hunger Games, eating scones

fishing

freaking

over The Brady Bunch, The Jetsons, ice cream cones.

(c) May 26, 2016 by PBM

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LALALAND

Over the years I have grown to sense what is insane

consciously

baring

my soul to keep from becoming intimately vain

dabbling

fooling

around with the occult, black magic is arcane

obfuscating

breaking

the rules of mankind, laughing, while eating chow mein

deathly

hallows

come from the shadows, the dark side to ascertain

running

biting

an innocent on the neck, vampires need dogbane

killing

destroying

the heart, loving death, doubling down on giving pain

feasting

drinking

blood like a demon from hell, falling in the drain

shooting

living

high on the hog, bringing a hiding place to hell

burning

cooking

on four burners, boiling over, going pell mell

screaming

letting

go of regrets, the smell of anger to dispel

frenzy

depravity

in the subconscious brought to bear like a dark spell

nihilism

lunacy

filling the mind, pure insanity to compel

wasting

purging

the heart and soul, psychosis comes in the ground swell

addiction

derangement

comes easy when heart and mind ride a carousel

zaniness

perversity

touches the mind, the heartbeat goes crazy, to dwell

delusion

impulsivity

creep into the thoughts, insanity has a glow

illusion

dreamlands

fill the sleeping mind, the subconscious to bestow

diving

submerging

to the depths of the ocean, Davy Jones feeds low

flying

soaring

into the clouds high above, mist darkness in tow

driving

pursuing

goblins and faeries, banshees with an afterglow

climbing

setting

your soul free, riding on a whale, let the hole blow

stretching

overcoming

boundaries, tending nature's laws, wild oats to sow

malingering

edging

towards a cliff, death in the balance, no time for woe

grinding

dancing

on the edge of darkness, sensing times of delight

pushing

shoving

your way into pastimes, letting your light shine bright

crazed

enamored

by dazzling charms, diamonds go out flying a kite

wacko

maniacal

behaviors come out, the heart and soul will take flight

ego

cruelty

inches into the thinking, the dog wants to bite

bizarre

proclivity

reaches a fever pitch, showing pure wicked might

eccentricity

promiscuity

of wild oats to sow, the bolder hearts to ignite

awareness

serving

yourself, self love, seeking wickedness of the light.

(c) May 28, 2016 by PBM

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FAERIES

Sprites come into our dreams, like fireflies in the twilight

twinkling

buzzing

like bumble bees, sounds of music come, a vampire bite

dancing

tumbling

about, faerie dust falling like moonbeams to delight

misty

daydreams

come and go, rain drops fall, dance on rooftops, their limelight

imaginary

elfish

landscapes come into view, grass lights up, a sparkling sight

fancy

musing

about pirates and wenches, sailing in the moonlight

fantasia

dreamlands

play on the mind, with time and space lost after midnight

passing

losing

sense of consciousness, connecting to the cosmic light

soaring

making

love in your sleep, faeries flit about with a soft glow

coming

going

into dreamlands, sprites soaring within an afterglow

auras

glowing

mist on a foggy morning, sprites and elves on the go

silence

whispers

come to the ear, faerie dust with music in tow

singing

making

up songs from the soul, the heartbeat will make the love flow

ringing

filling

in the gaps between sounds, faeries steal a cup of Joe

delirium

sensing

love in the round, King Arthur doing the flamenco

ghostlike

images

come to mind, Casper booing at you, eat a Ho-Ho

delusion

amazing

the eyes, fantasies growing beyond the filtered mind

novelty

adventures

of the mind, the heart and soul letting go, unconfined

freeing

madness

setting in, the subconscious comes out, the mind is blind

gremlins

Gothic

darkness is brought out by a mime, a cool mastermind

superhero

tomorrowland

filled with faerie dust, goblins and banshees are defined

bizarre

mythos

comes true, beast and human will intertwine as combined

fables

escaping

into the subconscious, nevermore is left behind

monsters

giggles

in the closet, love in the consciousness unrefined

darkness

wicked

ways brought on by a witches spell, made with a spit curl

shadowy

darlings

moving about in wild shapes, faeries doing a whirl

solitude

chaos

makes the subconscious awaken in an elfish swirl

enchantment

sunsets

are a breath of sunshine, faerie oysters bring a pearl

stillness

captivating

elfish minds, faeries fly about, as banshees unfurl

ravens

casting

spells of nevermore, bats drinking blood from a whorl

shading

evil

dreamscapes appear, faeries singing like a bunny girl

swarthy

obfuscation

hides reality, faeries flit more like a squirrel

dreamscapes

whimsy

fills the imagination, faeries are a big deal

kooky

folklore

comes to life, brownies leaping about, dancing a reel

surrealism

tricking

the mind to see landscapes, doing a spinning cartwheel

laughing

changelings

turning into animals, faeries growing surreal

shapeshifters

visions

of clover with sprites with elves, using a spinning wheel

hallucinating

grabbing

a handful of moonbeams, faeries becoming more real

conjuring

Tolkien

creatures like Hobbits, walking about, faeries ideal

playing

Utopian

world to run about in, no longer afraid to squeal.

(c)

May 31, 2016 by PBM

MICHAEL