Could I be too cynical
In being so critical
Of a world political
And thus paralytical
It is unforgivable
Far too many imbeciles
Whose acts are despicable
Yet sadly predictable
Are held unaccountable
Such crimes insurmountable
And never rescindable
Have we reached the pinnacle
The answer equivocal
Is apocalyptical
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Lisa C Bassignani
2020
I cannot apologize for the fact that my natural body suffers and reacts adversely to the man made environment in which we are forced to live. Light, noise and odors, chemicals, dyes and petroleum pollution. Humans are becoming increasingly desensitized to nature and instead thrive on these “new and improved [solutions] to a better and happier life.”
Household cleaners, health and beauty products and our food, water and air are filled with artificial something or other. People don’t sleep, indulge in junk food and diet soft drinks. There is a drug for every ailment. Obesity, diabetes, acne, immune disorders, hormonal dysfunction, depression and cancer could all be lessened and in some cases avoided if these pollutants were eliminated and we all lived a more natural lifestyle.
I have forever been ridiculed by family and peers and viewed as difficult by doctors because of my sensitivities. Science and invention are amazing and beneficial to us all, but I believe that our early ancestors knew best about a lot of things “human.” Things that modern man has forgotten.
This is my body. We have known each other a long time. We know when something is physically or mentally harming us. We know when We are unwell.
Do not judge me.
Do not say that I am abnormal.
Do not roll your eyes at my discomfort.
Do not compare me to The Princess and the Pea.
I am natural being trapped in an increasingly unnatural world.
It hurts.
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LCB
2020
Of Stardust
What was and is and what shall be
Came long before the primordial sea
Dinosaurs, mammals, flowers and trees
The mountains, the rivers
You and me
The tiniest little things to imagine
Infinite particles smaller that atoms
From deep within the cosmic fathom
Ever adding to the stratum
Of Stardust
Pure and white
Of Stardust
Energy, life
Of Stardust
Are the seeds
The seeds of which
All worlds do feed
From time before and time beyond
Re-used, recycled, wending ’round
Forever Stardust will abound
Stardust floating, Stardust free
Stardust within you and me
Stardust in all things we see
Within Stardust lies the key
Of Stardust
Pure and white
Of Stardust
Energy, life
Of Stardust
Are the seeds
The seeds of which
All worlds do feed
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Lisa C. Bassignani
2020
“The Breath of Life”
From birth until death
We all must take breath
For breathe we must do to survive
Whether it’s fresh or it’s choking
May it be provoking
Inspiring and fueling your life
To inhale more deeply
Absorbing completely
Life’s essence and all of it’s knowledge
Knowing too
That as you do
What you breathe in is a porridge
Each new breath
Is of many before
From the very beginning
And so evermore
So as you exhale
Know it is true
That your breath will give life to somebody new
As the crimson veil of sunset
Burned into his sight
He dreamed a thousand dreams times ten
Then wished with all his might
And when he turned towards her
He could see the glow
Of every thing that he had dreamed
Just moments ago
In her eyes he saw those dreams
And knew she was the one
To dream a thousand dreams with
Under every setting sun
There once was a pirate named Clyde
A scurvy sailor with a salty hide
The sea was his home
The wash and the foam
The rolling of the tide
Smart as a whip
He built his own ship
From the spoils of his plunders
No crew did he need
For they would impede
Upon his search for wonders
With a shearwater’s sight
He would sail out at night
Prowling all the best ports
Searching for treasures
And other pleasures
Mingling with the sorts
His name was well known
And most left him alone
For none dared to stir up his wrath
He’d kill ‘em all dead
Then cut off the their heads
It was best to stay clear of his path
Not a bit did he drink
His mind sharp to think
For planning his next attack
He’d get the loot
Slip away on his sloop
And ne’er would he look back
He’d outsmart ‘em all
In the spring and the fall
When cargoes were at their height
He’d leave them all fuming’
And all in confusion
As he sailed out of sight
Then one day ol’ Clyde
While watching the tide
Pondering his next move
Did spy a fair lass
With plenty of sass
And much more to prove
She led him on home
Fed him cream and warm scones
Then loved him all through the night
When morning came
She did the same
And he didn’t put up a fight
Clyde he was stricken
His pulse it did quicken
This missy was worth more than gold
She sparkled and glistened
Enraptured, she listened
To the stories that he told
This booty was more
Then he thought to score
In all his years buccaneering
But to find such a purse
Might well be a curse
So he set to engineering
He couldn’t stay
And he needed a way
To claim this urchin his prize
But she left him dizzy
His mind in a tizzy
Such feelings he could not surmise
A cut throat like he
Should put out to sea
And yet she made him linger
She had a way
Of making him stay
By lifting just one finger
Then late one night
The moon shining bright
He hatched the most clever plan
He’d whisk her away
The very next day
And set course for Yucatan
But when morning came
He found his dame
Puking and pacing about
Ain’t no one was leavin’
And this was the reason
She pointed at her bloat
He’d filled her with semen
Most every evenin’
And now she was starting to show
A bun in the oven
From all that lovin’
A little Clyde starting to grow
He swore with his heart
They never would part
And that he’d not pillage again
Now Clyde is a dad
Which isn’t so bad
And he now has a crew of ten
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Lisa C Bassignani
2020
A Walk in the Clouds
Take a walk amongst the clouds
Then slowly lose your way
Float freely there in weightlessness
Then drift far away
Ride aloft upon the wind
Let yourself be taken
Mix and morph and be reshaped
Disperse and reawaken
Observe the sunlight shining through
Each vapor drop a prism
Tiny vibrant rainbow orbs
The beauty of true synergism
Allow yourself the luxury
To visit as you may
For just a brief walk in the clouds
Can set you on your way
The clouds can take you anywhere
You can be anything
The visit could be high and quick
Or low and lingering
Alto, cirrus, cumulus
Stratus, asperitas
Noctilucent, mesospheric
Nimbus and mammatus
Fractus, humilis
Nacreous and fog
A fresh and clean perspective
From ground ozone and smog
Take a walk amongst the clouds
Let yourself unwind
Take a walk amongst the clouds
And leave your cares behind
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lcb 2020
Photo by Lisa
Amidst & Beyond
In the midst of a mist
Time to cease and desist
For to continue on would prove
Going forward is futile
But back would be imbecile
The wise choice is not to move
Wait the mist out
Then without doubt
The path will be plain to see
Clear as a vision
To make the decision
To follow that path
To be free
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2019
Photo by Lisa
He was always wishful thinking
Stymied only by his drinking
Oh the thoughts his mind did throttle
To be washed away with that next bottle
If only he could see the truth
Not hide behind one hundred proof
Let those thoughts be free and clear
Instead of drowning them with beer
A mind so brilliant and so pure
Yet serenity for him, obscure
Those wishful thoughts, they cause him pain
Like blood or wine they leave a stain
So to drink he will maintain
To quiet his ever thoughtful brain
She lies across his knee
He cradles her form, gently yet firmly
Deft fingers finding all the right spots
Cascading up and down her neck and body
Caressing, clutching, fondling
Pausing now and again
Passionate vibrations emanating from their union
Melodic and sublime
The crescendo, the coda
Breath heavy, a bead of sweat
He puts forth all that he has
Then rests his head on her shoulder and holds her close
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