Do I dare...

Do I dare...
... to ask those questions
... to stir up uncertainty
... to create a storm
... to muster up courage
... to fall in love...

Do I want...
... to be a part of your life, or
... to be alone and disparate, or
... to cherish and love, or
... to constantly wonder about what-ifs

Happy New Year

The year has gone
Happenings of good and bad
Entangled together

Intense thoughts
Novelty ideas
Never forgotten
Onwards and head on
Vanquishing doubt and uncertainty
Always determined
Total dedication
Immensity, devoid of space
Value in all things
Embedded in one's memories

Brandishing all negativity
AWAY you go..in a heart beat
Keeping in touch with reality
Encompassing all bravity
Reaching heights of yonder

Happy New Year peeps...

In a Flurry

In the sudden beauty that is you

I find myself a flutter,

Not knowing which way to turn towards

But consciously seeing the light

That appears strangely connected

To another spectrum of life

Awkward metaphors

Leaving a pleasant sensation in one’s mouth

Tingling at my vivid imagery

Of what may entail

And what is destined to come

Can there be such tales of enchantment

Or pure gestures of care and love

Exist in this world of ambiguity

To explode and implode

Simultaneously, without knowledge

My mind is set in a daze

I dream and wonder

Question and berate

Do I dare set foot,

In unexplainable territories

Do I retreat…

Into comfort, familiarity, commonness

Darn those cupid arrows

Dost thou make it such an arduous task?

Can there be simplicity

Or shall I have to avail in dealing with complexities

Seeking answers in far reaching places

Merry Christmas

Entertaining oneself with a good book
Reminiscing memories of old
Iridescent colors of sparkly baubles
Keeping in tradition

Entangled ribbons scattered on the floor
Kitschy gifts, jingle and jangle
Emulating that joyous moments
Not forgetting a tear or two
Gentle hugs, a scream and a laugh
Rushing of pitter patter, down those steps
Everything encapsulated
Never forgotten

Merry Christmas Peeps,
The Innovative Baker

Stir, Bake, Chomp

Switch on the oven,
Tick, tack and turn the dials,
Poof, swish, the oven fan goes
Heat up O' oven,
let's get hot enough to bake!

Measure, measure, measure
white clouds of flour in the air!!!
a ring around the bowl of powdered goodness
sizzle that butter on that stove

chop that chocolate!
melt it in the microwave
ding ding ding it sets off
mix, stir, combine

butter and flour those cookie cutters
stars, hearts, flowers, sticks
the production line begins
oven door opens, in goes the pan
15 minutes goes by
golden brown yumminess comes out!

decorating decorating
bah...so tedious!
chomp chomp chomp
whoops... where have they all gone??

Sounds

Vivaldi's Four Seasons,
plays in the background,
Evoking memories,
Tugging at heart strings

Sounds of yonder
Hankering behind one's mind
dramatising, empowering
stoically mindful

Emotional, transcending
Stillness, sense of emergency
heightened senses
playing at one's imagination

Disappearing into the notes
the violins and cellos
The mastery of the conductor's mind
Making you feel
Almost everything
Just not quite there yet

Anticipation, tribulation
Angst, solitude
Adoration, simplicity
Complication, duplicity
Extremity, Uncertainty

Tears

She sits and stares out the window

A freshly made cup of tea sits wafting in front her

she spaces out... not exactly there

thoughts run through like stills from an old projector

there's no oxygen,
she can't breath, she gasps and heaves,
she runs for the door
bursts out onto the open fields...
taking it whatever she could

A tear falls down her left cheek
the one single droplet
trailing down the contours of her face
staggering at the end
deciding to fall further or clutch on to her

they continue to flow now
her lower lip trembles
as she struggles to forget
those memories, those moments

but they haunt her
like they're playing in real life
right in front of her
as if they just happened

time of mourning, perhaps
time of reminiscing, not entirely sure
time to forget, erase, rewrite
but for now, tears, weeping

there's no way of knowing...