Blackbird Nursery Rhyme

Blackbirds raucous

Gimme what you've got

Two young blackbirds

With their mamma out

Trailing, flailing

Gimme what you've got

What feeds blackbirds

Learning now what's what

Blackbirds raucous

Gimme what you've got.

~Kelly 

Dishonest Good Byes

For those who are drawn away

By duty, routine, adventure 

There remains those

Who assist in deed and say

Bon voyage, come what may

But in whose heart, quiet and earnest

Silently pleading, "Don't go, don't go"

Then a quickly silent, "Please don't go."

Then in private grieve your absence

For a moment they suffer some then come about

Dishonest good byes hide love and connection

Shocked, unplugged

Left with the truest friend inside

Solitude trusts you will confide.

Kelly Voelker

Alive With Grief

Would I rather be alive with grief

Or dead with indifference

Herein lies the obvious significance

My own continuance implies preference

To submitting myself raw

To the emotional world wounded

The billowing caws

Of a primal core me

Coloring red my everyday tea.

-Kelly Voelker

Static Equilibrium

When confusion is nothing, yet the subject at hand

Direction and meaning aren't safe to now land

Flux and its cousin, 'Doubt' were my guests

Waiting and showing me *static no less

Feeling the aggregate life I had planned

Hasn't found footing and isn't as grand

As those few horizons which popped into view

Thrilled and faded but then would accrue**

Now there's no fuel for my next brilliant move

Even though I haven't anything to prove.

-Kelly Write Away

*Static 

adjective

1. 1.

   lacking in movement, action, or change, especially in a way viewed as undesirable or uninteresting.
2. Physics

   2. concerned with bodies at rest or forces in equilibrium.

Equilibrium - a state in which opposing forces or influences are balanced.

**Accrue - accumulate, grow, or increase in value or amount over time

Time on a Loose Rein

Playing life on a strange new field

Getting used to what appealed

As the best advantage in my range

For new focus on a different stage

Waiting, saving, kept away

From what I've awaited and

What I've craved

Treading fine on simple taste

Recreating, avoiding waste

Except for time 

Which takes its liberty

On a loose rein it runs around

As I attempt to keep it bound

Rearranged outside my hand

Not revealing its new plan.

-Kelly Write Away

Two Introverts Meet

I rode my bike to get the mail

Then down the street just past the courts

I met a tortoise; my first, if truth tell

Here was a self sufficient being alive

Right near my age I could tell by his size

He was moving quite quickly towards where I had come

We watched each other coyly from the sides of our eyes

I hid my exuberance so as not to disturb

He crouched ever slightly just in case I changed course

We both are survivors with all that we need

He with his shell and me now with glee.

-Kelly Write Away

The Perfect Peach

The end of summer is surely reached

When one can enjoy the perfect peach.

Kelly Voelker