“Honey Roasted”

“Honey Roasted” ©C.P.Hickey 2019

“Honey Roasted”

Honey roasted peanuts jiggle in jars,

Until tipped over into palms.

Jibbily crunchies coughed up over, all over again.

Honey gortex fingertips,

Tasty licked clean.

Until the lid goes back on.

Magical consumption.

Sweet hankering, hunkered down.

Honey roasted?

Who’da thunk?

“Teasing Tempest Temptress”

“Teasing Tempest Temptress”

The wind possesses its own ideas, plans, and designs.

It does not include ill-placed chimes.

Blow, blow, blowin’,

Through, above, and under.

Particulate matter whipped asunder.

Settling for the romance of movement among and between buildings.

Skyscrapers, concrete naked.

Residence of tired pigeons.

Trapper of frustrated horns.

Each piece of the symphony,

Played gustily with gusto.

Despite you,

The wind possesses its own ideas, plans, and designs.

And cares little for your ill-placed chimes.

“There’s A Light That Sometimes Goes Out”

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There’s A Light That Sometimes Goes Out”

Candlesticks burn through wicks,

Time marches on.

Intensity eventually succumbs,

Although, life lingers on.

Habitual motions,

Rising oceans,

Apathy quells the flame.

One day without looking,

One starts overlooking,

And things are never the same.

Wax and tallow,

And flickering shadows,

All victims of passion declined.

A room once lit,

Suddenly quit.

A plight that plagues humankind.