Monthly Archives: November 2024

Four Improvs Later…

It was maybe foolish, and ill-advised.
Now my brain won't stop 'till I'm penalized.
Seek solace in song, make air column hum:
Tunes ne'er before played, on euphonium.
Was not enough, I still want time machine
To avoid ill side effects: intervene.
Pluck metal strings o'er resonant wood frame,
With acoustic bass, minor blues tune, tame
My heart and my mind with what-ifs now racked.
But the time is too short to pacify;
And dark images, not yet past grim, fly.
Now to the page the turmoil can be tracked.
Tomorrow I must face the unknown score.
Resolution unknown, check back at four.

Copyright ©️ 2024 H.K. Longmore

The Seven Breaths and a Resolution

A remark made in one place in space-time
Recombines with remark from distant past
And then current situation. Alas!
'Twas enough to make heart a flounder-mime.
Remark was innocent enough, he thought;
No malice, deception, or ill-intent
Could be detected at space-time present.
But the combination made blood run hot.
Social moors dictate none involved should know,
Despite communication's rules; sealed lips
Until through therapist's door he can slip.
Emerges with Seven Breaths Up in tow.
So he tries the seven breaths exercise,
And answers appear to his great surprise.

Copyright ©️ 2024 H.K. Longmore