Raisin Braden

BEST OF MAN

Leave the best of man.
The future has little time.
No one to browse our writing.
Only to select and praise few rhymes.

Your life feels very short
but even shorter when you are dead
and being remembered
by those who never knew you.

So capture the best
in your home, your art and love.
Anything less will be forgotten
and your work will not progress man.

Taking challenge or a chance
a standard path in destiny
propels an individual to excel
releasing inhibitions of the impossible.

PIE IN THE SKY

I told you I was quiet and shy
You believed me
My pie in the sky
You said some things don’t matter
Living your life is sometimes…
And other times sadder
Where can this happen?
My love, a you, and gone the latter
Stars explode to shed this light
And the shadows make your eyes so deep
I lose my thought and keep you tight
Your breast is full against my hand
And lips so brazen attract my desire
But the thinking is wonder where you are
A heart keeps beating with little fire
Time is long and life is short
My time is yours with little remorse
Keeping the light shed by icons of past
Hoping for more in world that will last
Although time is short and life long
A fire I desire and nothing less forever

Modern Living

I thought I lost you
I turned, you were gone.
Up and down aisle nine
I never saw the sign.

Then I saw you standing in line
…dropping the cantaloupe
…looking at him
I went searching for a bottle of wine.

You said he was a friend.
I’m sure he was.

Taking advantage
Always winning your serve.
Never a love
always keeping your nerve.

A super intellect?
I’ll ask you a question.
You say you forgot
but knew yesterday.

Sake

Hello.
Sake?
No.
Why not?
Don’t know.
Why not?
Don’t…OK. Sake.
Good. Waiting for someone?
Yes.
More Sake?
No.
Why not?
Look…OK, more sake.
Good.

She arrives…

Lot’s of sake…
Yes.
Why?
Hello, more sake?
See?
No.
Why not?
Did I miss something?
She late. Dynamite for one?
No. More sake.
More sake? You sure? She late…
Yes.
What? I’m not that late!
Yes. definitely more sake.
I think you’ve had enough.
Yes…no…why?
Why?
Why sake?
No. Why no enough?
Why not no enough?
Humm…
Yes. So, you’re late.
Sorry.
Sorry not enough. Sashimi for one?
No. Go.
OK. No more sake.
No. Stop. Yes sake. No you.
Well…
Thank you.
Is he a friend of yours?
No.
Seems like it.
Humm…
Sorry. Sake mine?
Yes.
Good.
Yes. More?
No.
No?
No…thank you.
Yes…
More sake?
Humm…no. Humm…no?
Taxi?
See brother. Outside.
Thanks.
She go home with you?
Yes.
No.
No?
Yes.
Humm…more sake?
No! No!
Come back soon?
Oh yes.
Uh-huh. Sure.

Sayonara!

Art And Artist

I’m an artist walking on a limb
Saying what I feel
Doing what I say
Knowing the next moment will be the best.

I anticipate what you will say
Change it. Colour it. And make it my own
Then give it back to you before you say it
I’m an artist

Don’t think you know what I’m doing
I’m sure you don’t know
I’m sure I don’t know
But it’s what I keep doing

See the path you walk so carefully?
I can make it smooth
Or rocky so you must turn back
Will I, you ask? Maybe

I like the robin floating in the sky
Floating in rebellion to the earth
Singing and floating is moving art
I’ll let you see what I see

But don’t let my paintings burn
with the thoughts of the careless
Leave them in bewilderment
so that others may see

Fall Portfolio Of Dreams

My portfolio

Of dreams

Whistling

Scattered about

Like leaves from a tree

Shriveled and light

Blown against a fence

Gathering up

An army of leaves

Ready to explode

When a gate is opened

Life Past

To the light of the setting fall.
Winter comes to cover us all.

Is this fair? Nature’s wrath?
Love and hate take the same path.

Disease and pain discovered too late.
Who can tell their bittersweet fate.

Snowflakes fall, memories covered.
Thoughts so still and closely hovered.

Visions of the end all so clear.
Wondering if the past is something to fear.