All together, let us do the chicken splash,
Seeing how pink-orange sun never lasts.
Don't fight it, red stars are coming soon;
Like the ducks, let dive in stormy lagoon!
Through maroon monsoon, we all dance,
splashing and laughing, in silver romance.
Steel blue skies, cluck cluck. Run amuck!
If still seeking that rainbow, best of luck.
......
He rose to speak of not one
but the dance of two kings
two men of different moment
different weight in the eyes, the memory of God
one danced at the sense of joy
the feeling of wonder, happiness
in the presence of the creator, protector of his people
the other, danced the dance
......
In the hush of autumn's breath,
leaves pirouette,
a silent ballet,
each one, a fleeting whisper,
unique in its descent.
Golden, crimson,
their colors bleed into the air,
twirling, spiraling,
a soft surrender to the earth,
......
Children detangle from thin strands of slumber
They stretch their shoulders and rub their bright eyes, floating out of bed and down the hall
Swift to smile with cherubic cheeks, glee in their hearts and ruffled hair
In front of the tree they glide and twirl, dancing in the colored glow
The sun down, the sweetness of sugar plums spins sleep into cotton candy
Sugary dreams stick like pudding in their minds, turning from sleepy muddles into Christmas wishes
Red, green, blue, yellow- the gleams shift as lights sway with the dance
Wishes come true with the year almost new, hopes and dreams laying under the tree
In Ongata Rongai's club, a memory song weaves,
A tale of Newton Karish and daring thieves,
Late '90s, New Year's Eve, a lively show,
A sold-out crowd, in high spirits, they'd go.
Karish, unlike modern stars who mime,
With a live band and dancers, he'd shine.
From 10 pm till dawn's early light,
He'd entertain with all his might.
......
AFTER THE TOUCH : Verse Poem
7 lines x 7 syllables
~ she was touched by a phantom
becoming a phantom too
both boarded coral carriage
......
Children detangle from thin strands of slumber
They stretch their shoulders and rub their bright eyes, floating out of bed and down the hall
Swift to smile with cherubic cheeks, glee in their hearts and ruffled hair
In front of the tree they glide and twirl, dancing in the colored glow
The sun down, the sweetness of sugar plums spins sleep into cotton candy
Sugary dreams stick like pudding in their minds, turning from sleepy muddles into Christmas wishes
Red, green, blue, yellow- the gleams shift as lights sway with the dance
Wishes come true with the year almost new, hopes and dreams laying under the tree
All together, let us do the chicken splash,
Seeing how pink-orange sun never lasts.
Don't fight it, red stars are coming soon;
Like the ducks, let dive in stormy lagoon!
Through maroon monsoon, we all dance,
splashing and laughing, in silver romance.
Steel blue skies, cluck cluck. Run amuck!
If still seeking that rainbow, best of luck.
......
In the hush of autumn's breath,
leaves pirouette,
a silent ballet,
each one, a fleeting whisper,
unique in its descent.
Golden, crimson,
their colors bleed into the air,
twirling, spiraling,
a soft surrender to the earth,
......
The treetop glimmers outside my window
As light, dancing upon the leaflets -
Shimmies about in affable yellow.
My gaze can't help but be captivated
By light, pure and perfectly aglow.
In the wind, swaying charismatically -
Every leaf is twirled as a ballerina -
Playing with my fragile jealousy.
I think I hear an underlying viola -
......