Loquacious Child

Loquacious Child

 
 
 
Even in the most complicated
situations
where multiple considerations
intertwine into complexities
yet undetermined
whether beauteous or mundane
 
every present still
the loquacious child
babbling on incessantly
making sense of all
non-sensicalities
speaking only as a means of safe
protection from the dangerous 
silence puffered up
 
lurkers tip-toe like prancing 
rhinos or clogging clowns
who cares the well place metaphor
when gusts the saddened face
when bottoms fall out like anchors
from in that unsafe place
tell me, did I land on sacred ground?
 
And so, and so my cranium grates
in grateful pleasant
saturated with sweetness
and a slight taste of bitter
yet and still but not so much
in all that destiny

 

Cavorting

Like cavorting dolphins
they flowed through life
seemingly carefree
 
With unabashed abandon
poking at turtles
and elbowing whales
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Exuberance abounds
in my heart of hearts
 
When we allow our little kids
from inside into outside
to cavort and play
Monkey Fun

Monkey Fun

Monkey fun
in trees and out
Up the branch
and jiggly stem
Silly and free
we play with squirrels
and eat fruit
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Oooh – banana

Oooh, oooh – banana!