LEONARD
DABYDEEN
Hearts Together We Shall Overcome
Hearts
together we shall overcome this.
It is our
fight. Our gallantry by fate
To scythe
this evil, invisible blitz.
COVID-19
is a cunning ingrate
Stifling
air we breathe, keeping us indoor.
It is our
fight. Our gallantry by fate.
We stand
firm. Sanitize more than before
To ward
off mystery of this virus
Stifling
air we breathe, keeping us indoor.
Our fight
must touch hearts with much impetus:
Take heed
of all our health practitioners,
To ward
off mystery of this virus.
Heart and
soul we shall follow our doctors.
In
unshaken faith, we shall overcome;
Take heed
of all our health practitioners.
Now we
must take note to value our home.
Hearts
together we shall overcome this.
In
unshaken faith, we shall overcome,
To scythe
this evil, invisible blitz.
[A
Terzanelle Poem]
Itinerant Poet
“The water does not
flow until the faucet is turned on.” ~ Louis L’Amour
You are
not alone on this wind-rush march,
Itinerant
ink scribing papyrus
Upon demands
and deadlines flaming torch;
Or over
ant-hills disturbed omnibus.
Sometimes
the hour is long as day or night,
And eyes
rebel to yawning, sleeping tide;
But you
cannot haul sail in a ship’s flight
For the
ink must flow where shadows abide.
When it is
not by your will, but dharma
This
oeuvre fest embellishes your mind
Deep in
all your literary karma;
And
unfurls all your constraints free from bind.
Where
vista cravings for horizons tempt,
Our
writing rhapsody must be well spent.
My EYES
My eyes
are like
guilty victims
without
remorse for knowing
truth can
dance with lies
in
innocent focus
watching,
waiting
eager to
make friends
amicable
in unison
sometimes
blind-folded
with
crocodile tears
slowly
flowing
in
guttural downpour
when the body
heaves, sighs
with
grief in the passage of time
and in
waking hours
there’s a
glimpse of a smile
when lips
are pouted
eyes
vigilant like backyard squirrels
and when
their domes are shuttered
during a
hard day’s night
they
journey into realms
beyond illimitable
imagination
rich with
incurable dreams
of
happiness, bliss, and fantasies
until a
new day
heralds
them eagerly
in
twittering light.
LEONARD
DABYDEEN
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