Beneath a Midnight Sky

” Funny Business “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Funny business in full swing the fur is flying as a piece of someone’s mind giving rise to a lick in time time flies let bygones be bygones while thinking twice in the twinkling of an eye in two minds in double time ...

” In Shape In Shipshape ” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán In shape in shipshape up the creek crocodile tears a damp squid a dark horse nothing daunted a dead duck a dead ringer falling on deaf ears clear the decks off the deep end to the nth degree between the devil and the deep blue sea ...

“ Taking a Busman’s Holiday “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Taking a Busman’s Holiday taking someone’s breath away putting on a brave face when given breathing space as a brainwave all on the side of the angels at a ripe old age of airs and graces taking up action stations under the aegis of “For heaven’s sake!” while holding sway by hitting the hay for horseplay ...

“ Negotiating “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Negotiating identify and grief tramping from Shantytown to Shantytown developing a knack for what really matters via social media accounts with feelings of success and power but victims don’t have status in need of a rally for “Just the facts, mame -  just the facts” like underdog attitudes of “This leads to that” as a passivity lapse losing fans as pre-programmed lost musicality ...

“ Skip that Part “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Skip that part rethink your acceptance speech become filled with whimsy and glee like a best weekend read as a surreal poetry reading with a jazz beat performed during open season by bel canto singers in a full-color series often seen on the big screen where feelings are a commodity for comic relief, “Time’s Up Chief!”...

“Resonating” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Resonating highly disseminated suspended naysayers rumors circulating ensuing speculation closest collaborators wearing lace blazers serving as translators inspecting details backstage building reputations at a crazy pace of global fame constantly mutating hip fashion names appearing on runways with trinket nicknames on long waiting lists of corporate crusades as the ultimate parlor game of charades ...

“Erupting with Ideas” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Erupting with ideas upsetting people with no apologies resplendency sometimes ugly humanity issuing edicts frenzied mea culpas streaming on social media heralding modernity outlasting peers from couture to high street RIP ...

”The Sidelines Matter “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán The sidelines matter black holes dance no small or quick task collisions of pairs looking for answers searching tooth and nail like arsenal travails getting research grants wizardry in the lab real actions whatever is out there ...

” Tracks Along a Sand Ripple “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Tracks along a sand ripple hot springs geysers lava flowing into ice silenced by a giant ice cap in between land masses sediments dragged called whalebacks gigantic scratches inexpensive lands tilting slanting slowly advancing rocky strata growing bodies depression ponds reservoirs woodlots outcropping piece conference nonprofit fuzzy spots tiny quarries whole colonies seeking pollen, “Do no harm!” ...

“Making Believe “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Making believe calling, “Mamma Mia!” in the front seat of magical alchemy experienced while sleeping and warding off fears by adopting uncertainty while music wafts from robotic arms on Mars singing: “Microscopic rocks are a real turn-on!” as images pop on of exposed bedrock...

” Have a Field Day “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Have a field day carry the day down-to-earth keep your one’s ear to the ground put (a place) on the map not to mince matters a mixed bag a night cap caught napping thumbing one’s nose at on the off-chance of becoming an old hand going well beyond the pale ...

” A Narrow Squeak “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán A narrow squeak worthy of the name name dropping the name of the game the call of Nature you name it make no mistake in the making make a face on the face of it while lying in wait on a red-letter day keeping a tight rein “Seize the day!” ...

“ Hedge One’s Bets “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Hedge one’s bets make heavy weather set the heather on fire go haywire hit the hay fall from grace sour grapes go against the grain go places from the word go give it a go then give up the ghost ...

“ As Bright as a Button “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán As bright as a button measuring up live and let live live it up the likes of leaning on someone till kingdom come on the up-and-up it’s a toss up ...

“Off the Cuff” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Off the cuff down on one’s luck losing touch pushing one’s luck not up to much clear as mud as keen as mustard near the knuckle next to nothing nip in the bud come to nothing nothing of the kind keeping an open mind in my own right ...

” Keeping One’s Word “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán Keeping one’s word be as good as one’s word eat one’s word by word of mouth in a word in so many words mum’s the word playing on words just say the word all in a day’s work as a woman of many words...

”With a Free Hand” by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán With a free hand the gift of gab blow the gaff throw down the gauntlet the gloves are off for good and all in good voice in one voice of the first order treading water water under the bridge if the cap fits go full tilt ...

”Strike a Bargain “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Strike a bargain get one’s bearings hedge one’s bets do one’s bit sweep the board cut the chord cloak-and-dagger What’s the damage? cut a dash the die is cast doubling back in dribs and drabs at the drop of a hat like fiddle faddle tickling someone’s fancy as a flash in the pan while flying off the handle and forcing someone’s hand at full blast all the fun of the fair lead up the garden path without a ghost of a chance throwing good money after bad what’s sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander — How’s that grab you ?! ...

“ See Which Way the Wind Blows “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán See which way the wind blows hot and cold in the same boat once in a blue moon as tough as old boots break the news using a new broom while in cahoots biting off more than one can chew coming home to roost cutting one’s coat to suit keeping one’s cool being a credit to by crying for the moon: “Nothing doing!” ...

“ As Old As the Hills “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán As old as the hills over the hill take a hint make a hit hold it get a foothold as good as gold in a golden age with a golden handshake holding sway having one’s heart in the right place as plain as day call it a day in this day and age ...

” Lock Stock and Barrel “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán Lock stock and barrel have the last laugh the last straw at (long) last the smell of the lamp a ewe lamb the straw that breaks the camel’s back left to chance like a king’s ransom gone off the rails all at random caught red-handed being read the riot act in big demand a big catch “What’s the catch?” ...

” Lay It on the Line “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán I Lay it on the line a leading light a new lease on life least said, soonest mended left right and center to the letter/one’s level best level-headed/on the level lie in wait/lie low bring to light come to light see the light II mark time stick out a mile bring to mind keep in mind peace of mind “Never mind!” ...

” As Lively As a Cricket “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán As lively as a cricket as the crow flies a far cry currying favor like a curtain raiser going out of date getting up to date in this day and age “That’ll be the day!” drop a clanger drop in drop by hear a pin drop while the ball drops as easily as falling off a log ...

” At the Back of Beyond “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom-Mom Suzán At the back of beyond not bad, too bad let the cat out of the bag and go bananas have someone over a barrel- a barrel of laughs put all one’s eggs in one basket like a bat out of hell beard someone in his den have a bee in one’s bonnet bet one’s bottom dollar fill the bill foot the bill top the bill (strictly) for the birds a little bird told me get the bug in the buff butter (someone) up as bright as a button ...

” With Flying Colors “ by Suzán Jiván Mom & Mom- Mom Suzán I With flying colors as one’s creature comforts when the crunch comes and the cookie crumbles off the cuff of a culture vulture as happy as the day is long save the day, that’ll be the day some day, having seen better days win the day, to this day, those were the days II Striking a balance having a ball beating the band bearing in mind getting one’s bearings beat a path, bell the cat blaze a trail, do one’s damnedest at full blast, all the fun of the fair the gift of gab, glad rags, in good hands “How does that grab you?” ...