Kevin Orato

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Sometimes, I want to ring you up Tell you, how much love - Still resides in the bowels of my heart; Even if no longer in that way – Since, either someone beat me to the scene, And ringed you with some shiny rock, ahead of my laxity, Or that you are no longer taken by, The fancies of romance and their intimate plays   I want to pick up the phone: Playfully tease and toy with you - Like a cat does with a ball of thread, Or a predator with secured prey ahead of dinner; Mischievously have you narrate, How high I get you with every button pressed right, Every string strummed to desired tune; Or how low you get, when we’re not in contact - For what seems eon, upon eon, upon eon! Initiate that most awkward pause, Momentary silence of knowing concord, Only broken up by, rip-roaring...
©The Orator 2013
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In another time, another life; All factors constant and considered, Both parties on the same wavelength, Scruples dangling uselessly on the window-sill - And the Other One conveniently inexistent: I’ll eat from your hand – a tamed beast,  Toe the party line from sheer bliss Brought about by my prying for misadventure, Utterly mindless of a dark surprise hanging unseen - As I hug tightly, the mirage of a storybook finale!   ALAS! It is now! Everything is as is and appears thought through:- And the Other One inconveniently exists....
©Orato 2014
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Never did I allow myself the vaguest thought - That inside tin, timber and silicon boxes; Christened carriages and dragged along rails - By wizened, half-attentive engineers steering - A yellow-lined relic through Kibera, homeward - Love or Attraction in all their varying versions Would brew, even if fleetingly.   And though Love and Attraction – or whatever that was Never fully flourished into a burgeoned bougainvillea Your name and the train and the phrase they both formed Remain on my mind and on my lips: Suzanne from the Train Ride Home!    THE TRAIN-WRECKED ORATOR! :-)...
©Kevin Orato 2013
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This phenomena has been researched and documented severally in the past, I would think that Writer’s block essentially is a state of mind caused by the author. In more cases than one the condition has been self inflicted. The major reasons listed being: 1. Self critic – You sensor your thoughts before you even start writing, you are attempting to edit too much of you work as you write 2. Stressed out/anxious – You are putting too much emphasis on the deadline; your eagerness to finish is stressing you out instead of psyching you up. 3. Bored – You don’t like what you are writing, it does not capture you mind and emotions like you expected. 4. Plain old tired – You are overworking and exerting too much pressure on yourself, you have stayed up late thinking of what you will write only for morning to come and you haven’t figured...
©The Orator 2012
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