Come undone; Come unhinged

Treating agony and ecstasy in a manner that would have made Kipling proud

Viewing both misery and munificence as siblings of a passing cloud;

With a demeanour so incredible and an attitude indefatigable

 He never viewed any situation as one that was insurmountable or insoluble

 

But love finally ensured that the poor man came unhinged

One who was hitherto courageous and determined sadly brooded and cringed;

The remorseless and unsparing hand of Cupid which once seemed so pure and pious

Shattered a man who once proudly deemed himself from all emotions, to be impervious

Love vile and devious

Impervious.

(Word Count: 99)

Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#98

Buckshot

With sparkling eyes, and a fluffy tail, out clambered the curious fox

One furtive glance and, alas he was clasped firmly in a pair of claws

Remembering his mother’s words, “Never venture out on an Equinox”

Ruminating on his folly all the while getting closer to the bear’s steely jaws

 

The woods reverberated with the sound of buck shot

Stung by which the bear dropped the little fox

The ranger with his gun barrel still hot

Told the lucky survivor, “Today is Equinox”

Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#97

Perspective

Sun, sand and sky were but accomplices willing

Putting out displays so seraphic and thrilling

An orb, a still mass of water and a canopy of azure blue

Paying paeans to Mother Nature in a manner wonderfully true.

 

Every element of cosmos teaches a lesson while laying out a vision

Entreating humanity to broaden the perspectives of their thinking horizon

Every blazing star unfolds secrets every night

Beseeching us to observe hope taking flight

Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#92

Wine & Crab

It curiously began at the pool into which she plunged headlong

As creeping stealthily behind her, he suddenly & playfully sounded the gong

Coming out of the water but with fire in her blazing eyes

When her palm firmly made contact with his cheek, it was not all kisses & apple pies

 

Then the bloody crab at the beach scurried out of the sand and pinched her big toe

Making her rant, rave and curse, hop, skip holler and bellow

Sensing a chance for redemption he whipped out the magic tube of gel

It was too late before he realised that instead of a salve from heaven it was an irritant from hell

 

The last straw was triggered by a bottle of potent and expensive red wine

On a cool and breezy evening most appropriate to leisurely drink and dine

When the waiter came to their table and asked, “Sir one for the road?”

The inebriated fool with a stupid grin replied “Yes please and also one for my lovely toad.”

 

The battered and bruised black eye couldn’t sense relief with neither ice not spray

Everything had gone haywire in what otherwise was to be a romantic getaway

Oh, everything had gone awry in what otherwise was to be a romantic getaway

(Word Count: 212)

Written as part of #TellTaleThursday with Anshu & Priya