In 2013

Eyes soaked by the freshly tarred sun
I drive back home, it’s a little past one

A blazing horizon fusing greens, blues
Cuts through windmills whirring loose 

I slow down the radio playing out loud 

and try to take cover under that cloud

Hours of crazy dancing from last night
has left me dreaming in wide daylight

The beats are still on inside my mind
as I prepare to face the familiar grind

The sea, the sand, the spread & it all
Drew the curtains on last year’s wall

Promising to unveil a piquant journey
quite like cheese finished with honey
Unhindered by the mundane minutia
unfettered like the Caribbean fuchsia

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I will pick the biggest of all my dreams
that’ll make me lose my sleep in 2013!

Forgotten …

Like a page in a book that was never turned in,

Like a date in the calendar that was not inked,

Like a point in time that was not wound over,

Like a mark on a path that was never trodden,

I was forgotten ...