Fifty

Fifty is a random number,
Attracted by the logical
Mathematical calculating
Alphanumeric functional
Mind that dwells in many
Vastly complex equations,
Fifty can be very random,
But in marketing, it is not,
Simple fact of its worth
Will only be noted when
The equation is challenged,
And instead of an integer
Like fifty, a more profiting
Number is the forty-nine
Point ninety-nine, and
That is the worth of an
Item worthy of a fifty,
Fifty is not that random,
It is half of a hundred –
A number that is labelled
Separately than all others,
A symbol, a century, and
Fifty is half a century,
And so, I choose to write
Fifty random poems in
One challenging month,
And now, I write my fifty.

Evolving Poetry

Do you remember when the rhythm
Was as important as the form
Of a deeply inspiring poem
Intended to illustrate
Sophistication?

Well,
The need to
Neglect its significance
In order to keep moving forward
And reach the apex was more important.

Getting Warmer

Am I getting warmer?
Rhetorical, philosophical,
As I examine hollow
Threads of friendships,
Frozen and colder,
Though in existence,
To pretence our souls
In believing their being,
Lifeless black holes never
To reach stars of our skies,
Forgotten to never remember–

When is it getting warmer?
Rhetorical, philosophical,
As I examine golden
Threads of friendships,
Warmer in abundance,
Floral essences as décor,
Stylists shaping them
Into hearts for many
Hugs and kisses
And the forever smiles,
Tiptoeing a poem,
To him and to her,
And again and again,
Tiptoeing a song,
To him and to her,
And again and again,
For I have found
A treasure chest,
Full of warm gems–

Is it going to get any warmer?
Rhetorical, philosophical,
As I examine diamond
Threads of friendships,
Rare garments
To wrap around,
Drums of my heart,
Lights of my mind,
Whispers of my soul,
Without them
All threads freeze
Beyond repair
As the river flows,
Indeed, unbearable,
But they are here
Here, here, here,
I built them a mansion,
An astronomical
Chamber that fits them all,
They are the best of the
Best, closer than the
Closest of all my friends.