A Series of Fortunate Events

Maundy Thursday arrived like no other
A merry bunch to mingle and chatter
Conversations were struck underneath illuminating skies
Catching windswept tales of full-circle goodbyes
We filled up our bellies with cheeky hearty laughs
Giving thanks to host, hostess and Lizzie’s beefy cooking crafts.

We then gave our kisses and off we trotted arriving at a mansion
This is Philippines of course so being late is a fashion
Our host was kind and courteous and beaming with pleasure
When Sachi and I found his sumo suits a treasure
There we battled 3 times I won
It was a memorable night full of smiles and fun.

Good Friday upon us came road trip a frenzy
Firstly Marko and Ducati battling tools of plenty
A fuse that did not spark yet all was not lost
We still found our way despite a last minute clause
Onto the highway we ventured safe and true
Until a secret garden revealed the most inspiring view
Of Delightfully wrapped pleasures in cosy dinner treats
Straight into the hearts of those that love off beaten tracks
Made this trip ever more special with Cherryberry’s tuning beats.

Before heading back to wilderness of cityscape lights
It was time for roasted beans and insatiable bites
Bag them they did from local harvester’s arms
We patiently waited with no waiter in sight
So We Wrote What We Wanted With Wistful respite
Onto our table finally set before us
Aroma’s charms teasing our gastronomic lust
An apple pie with vanilla and strawberry milkshake galore
‘Twas my very own tickle-me-Elmo giggles I adore
Here at last was how I spent my days
Living freely to each their own way.

Ode to Mother Nature and Her Elixir Divine

I do not discriminate elixir...

From bubbly Armand de Brignac champagne to red and white wine
To rose, sparkling, vermouth, port, sherry and fruits divine

Some drink lager, cider, beer, porter, cooler, breezer, pilsner or stout,
Have no fear we’ll tickle your fancy without a doubt
To spirits and breweries in mead, ales and drafts
I love them all as sambuca rainbows and greenfairies Absinthe craft.

To crystal clear Belvedere vodka and infamous 1800 Coleccion tequila blackouts
There’s rum or whiskey Macallan for those precious eagle scouts
To sakes, lambanogs, dawas, piscos, soju and amarula
There’s gin or brandy and tipples a plenty

Liqueurs that dazzle and sometimes it’s a hassle
Because there’s so many to choose from
That songs of love were inspired by couples torn asunder

So if you think these potions spice up your life and make you wonder
Just remember far too many and the world spins about
Drink wisely and let your spirit roar
It’s my motto to try one and all
But in moderation that is what I adore.

Un-apology

Sometimes I think the person that ever truly understood me
Can only be reached far beyond the horizon.

When an overcast of gray clouds obstruct silver linings
I search for her.

Solace slips its tentacles past Khaos into the tantalising arms of Eros’ loving charms
Momentarily halting a piper’s piped catatonic trance.

Awakening from a wintery slumber
and barely into spring’s arrival
Shadows lurk in morning dew drops
A bittersweet symphony of existence
Forging eternal dances of sunlight and moonbeams.

These were the times I longed to have my soul sister around.