Friday, August 15, 2008

The Hunchback Feeling

Quasimodo sitting in her office, faced with a
Gargantuan problem: Inability, incapacity,
having chalked up such a list of failures in
the recent past – all to do with bad mother-
hood –

Tomorrow; called upon to perform again in
unusual circumstances, attending the school’s
venison feast, already having incurred wrath
when lingering in the school library on open
day

Making unsolicited remarks during a science
project discussion, the hunchback feeling of
deformed persecution is coming back to her,
a haunting memory of yesteryear

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Open Consciousness

Then it happened - my mind found the entryway,
off in a second; a lovely event with concomitant
experience: Stranded on an ice-berg in the sea,
all alone, crystal beauty in shades of white all
around, once again discovering the mystery of
enlarged consciousness encompassing the
power of epiphany

There is no parallel experience in physical with
which to compare this, if only awareness after
death will be this marvellous, death is the sought-
after prize of being human, for that wonderful
feeling it is worthwhile to wait, carrying the
burden of duty with patient elation, sustained
by the knowledge of

Open consciousness…

A Bouquet Of Ideas

Joy lives in the crocodile’s heart, mantras like
“Reduce expectations of others” and “If your
aim is receiving, your life will seem deficient”
keep her safe from hurt

The crocodile comes with bouquets of brilliant
ideas, thinking and feeling too much too fast;
experiencing love while others still wonder
whether friendship is on

People say “Back down, we are mammals, you
weird saurian”, she buries the feelings, sends
the non-manifested event into the dimension
of unrealized potential

By the time the crocodile wins acceptance, her
feelings are buried deeply, her only bequest
a bouquet of ideas...

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Pedantic Prowess And Academic Success

Margaret Alice was a most unwelcome addition to
the pedagogic discussion of pedantic prowess and
academic success when the teacher – la grande
dame sans merci – summoned all expo parents
to her class for instruction to participate in
an acclaimed competition

Carolyn did all the work since my efforts at practical
projects proved disastrous before; I don’t excel in
scientific projects with their box-like restrictions; add
to that my rebellion against competitions and making
sales - I called down their wrath by making irreverent
remarks while all the other parents

Glowed with enthusiasm, I was pointedly ignored while
parents talked – the crocodile joined the kids advising
them to pull off a coup by promoting all things organic
as a cure for grumpiness in senior citizens, we started
making funny remarks

Hey, prevent ugliness, eat something organic - afterwards
Nici explained she was ashamed of her mom and I richly
deserved the rebuke I received from the Master of the
Crocodile Castle gesticulating wildly while declaiming
the total failure of the crocodile

To help the kids to excel in all their subjects, he has martyred
himself in directing academic projects in this house, steering
with expertise; the kids being groomed for future success –
while the crocodile is whiling the time away
with limericks and rhymes

That interest nobody else but herself…

Modern Day Flying Wonder


Found a picture of the new supergalactic bypass
the Vogon’s wanted to construct, and for which
they destroyed the planet earth, Arthur Dent and
Ford Prefect got away - after 8 years of wandering
the Galaxy

They discovered the earth was back in place – though
it seemed the same, it wasn’t really - as Arthur discovered
on noticing his new girlfriend Fenchurch’s feet didn’t touch
the earth – and he could fly; so they flew outside –
I wonder why

I did not end up on that specific earth, I would have
loved to fly down the passages at work, wearing
my wide black toga, it would have been so much
fun to fly to Kingsley with my files – in through
the window on the fifth floor

Surprising a stupefied Mr Selepe, obtain his signature,
out again and in through the window on the eight floor,
handing all to a dumbstruck Ella; out through the window
and into the air with a whoosh, wildly calling whoopee!
while our Minister

Would be wiping tears of joy away, glad to say this modern
day flying wonder is employed for the administrative glory
of Arts and Culture!

Douglas Adams “Thanks for All The Fish”

Ola, But She Is Pico!

A long time ago , I had a brief love affair
with Portuguese, I can count well, taught
by an old Portuguese lady while working
in the post office - sorting letters during
my student years

Now my only link with this enchanting
language is saying the odd por favor and
playing with obrigada, as well as making
contact with Maria Teixeira, our
Portuguese Interpreter-translator

An astrogenetic Aries, making me look like
I was dying of Parkinson’s disease with her
overflowing energy; I feel a million champagne
bubble fizzling when she is near, the very air
crackles with electricity

She is pico indeed – the top of the pops!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

There Is No-one Else…

I had a special friend, said the crocodile,
an alligator who listened to what I said,
then he was invaded by a virus, probably
Kaspersky, maybe something else, now
he is gone, I have to carry on

All alone, crying when nobody is looking;
I cry about my friend, the only one who
responded to my song; now he is gone
there is no-one else -The fault is yours-
the Blue Fairy severely said

-You have been warned before that your
anti-social ways will isolate you from
mammalian life, people move in groups,
find a group and walk with them- -That
I cannot do- the crocodile sadly sighed

-I’m a reptile, my brain is primitive & skew,
I cannot think in sophisticated terms as the
mammals do with their evolved cortex,
there is no-one else– -Fiddlesticks- sounded
the rebuke

-Practically perfect crocodiles always seek to
serve their fellow men– at this the crocodile
broke down, crying louder than before -I lost
my alligator friend- she sobbed; -There is no-
one else- Mary Poppins tried

To soothe the poor old crocodile, but soon, and
for the first time ever, she was reduced to tears
herself, the crocodile knew, once Mary Poppins
cried, the world was coming to an end…

Dying Eventually

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