Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

Morning glory

at the first flecks of daybreak
the sacred incense is a burning swirl
the lock and key ceremony is underway
in the company of subtropical rain

My name

many had asked about my name
I told them
they repeated diligently
I heard lots different names
I had learned to respond
to the sound of all those names

the list expanded to unmanageable
so I made up an easy to sound name
it has been great

just sometimes
I miss my name
it is actually
a very beautiful
name

Upside down

she is a winter baby
who wasn’t born in
June, July or August

her dream of a white Christmas
never happens here
she survives heatwaves
escapes bushfires
while he flees from the snow
gets cosy by a fire place

they look at the same world
in reversal
day and night
in perfect cycle
they cheated time
so did fickle love

When in doubt

Thinking is neccessary
over thinking is dangerous
what ifs create doubt
when in doubt
I crumble

Your eyes
behold my doubt
untangle my thoughts
inject a pool of tranquillity
restore my vision
to see what you see
in me

the next time
I am in doubt
I will run to you
before falling
apart

Sowing and reaping

we cursed the tree
poisoned the grass around it
withheld praise from the flowers
and wondering why our children
don’t enjoy playing
in the yard
anymore

Common cold

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having a common cold is a minor inconvenience

when my nose is runny
can’t stop sneezing
my head is stuffy
with dully ache
thinking is strenuous
when my mind feels congested
resting should bring reprieve
yet challenged by body aches
the low grade fever
zaps my creativity

having a common cold is a minor inconvenience
the prints in the book is blurry
the music sounds fuzzy
the writing is just mumbo jumbo
an indecent canto

having a common cold is an outright inconvenience

Internal chaos

the nose is having an argument with the lips
you are too pouty
you are so snobby

the chicken is talking to the duck
she says cluck
he speaks quack

my left arm is wrestling with my right arm
we are gonna tangle
we are going to embrace

you and I are fighting
we are mutually amused
each plotting the makeup sex