Oddball Eccentricities

Date: 17.10.2009
Time: 5:55 p.m.

I suffer not, I tell you, from unrequited love
More inclined to die from stomach cramps, am I
And while I wilt with the wind blowing on a hot summer day
I will walk against a storm in peace.

Without a worthy adversary to take my boredom away
I may laze in the sun all day
And though a few stray challenges may come by my way
They shall have naught the power to sway.

My love for the world is unsettled enough
For me to curse and admire both
I may charm and be charmed and be equally at ease
With kindness and ferocity.

I wonder most about the light,
What lets the moon be so alluringly bright!
About the shimmering waves and the ships they crunch,
And the ice-cream that I may have had for lunch…

My tastes aren’t simple at all, to say the least
And while they do change with my many eccentricities
I am content enough to face writer’s block
Until a day comes when my world is rudely stopped.

And as I write to distract myself from pain
The simplest of facts does indeed remain —
There was no need for this mischievous dove
To begin this tale with a mention of love.

End: 6:20 p.m.