Shifting Sand Dunes

An elastic stretched too far 
Will loose its elasticity, breaking point 

But then, whats the alternative to give 
Somebody loses out even when all seems settled 

I have seen soft balls without trickery 
Suspend in the air levitating, whats the catch 

And rabbits in Alice's rabbit hole, sticks 
Digging their foot in, with carrot contest 

Is there a colour left to be picked 
When all three choices given have been used  

Do escape clauses still apply 
And against the small print, who wins 

Is the bitter sweet end, better 
Or a sweet bitter end, is there a difference 

I have seen the sand dunes 
Shift too many times to follow suit 

Yet to travel through the Sahara, to make it 
One has to know a few markers, spots 

Do not try to define me 
Such few markers stick like road maps 

I am like the sand dunes, I just realized 
I am still, shifting with the winds, forming 

Child locks

Do not let the shadows of the night 
Fall on the day too soon 
To allow silent a breeding ground 


To awaken night creatures 
And thoughts that harass sleep's dream  
To make insomnia the kingpin 


To project the pondering mind's doubt 
On battles we fought in the day with brave heart
And left the fields with victory 


Do not let the shadows of the night 
Fall on the day too soon 
Vampire bats and boogeymen pester 


And child locks of the children's nightmare 
Manifest into real scare, night terrors for the adults 
With age and success, debt and death on bills 


And what legacies are to be left behind for prosperity 
Calling on doors, like a debt collector's knock 
Do not let the shadows,  fall on the day too soon 


We have earned this much to celebrate, bought child locks 
The brief moments of respites before sun down 
To mock the process with humor, in pursuit of road signs 

Insomnia Haiku

Friend; oh friend dear

Help suspend sup-conscience 

 insomnia rest, dreams