Where Breath Becomes Air ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ So many bits and pieces, words and phrases splattered on pages like stars scatter the night. As we created constellations in our search for connections, where none may exist, but why? Delving to gain understanding; myself and life. Am I scrying too-far from me, myself and […]

Crystal View Persuasion ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ Echoes come from far away,another time and place.Even if we live there,it’s lost in the deeps of space.I have heard it said,the beginning of wisdom arriveswhen we know what we don’t know. What if we have heard this wrong?What we know is somethingwhich we must strive to […]

Light in Darkness ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ We each bring our truest selves when we start, yet, we’re told we learn what we’ve forgotten. Driving so rapidly past our days and scenery, we grab a snapshot of whatever we can hold. Doing so, we must lose the whole, the essence of our experience, what […]

~~~~~ ~~~~~ In this wOrld of ours gusts of winds         may drive us hither,              t h I t h e r,                   a n d   y  o  n. Fell us with a mighty blow ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ Ⅎ. Do you engage the rattle, battle or do you choose to lay low? ~~~~~ VOTE! People […]

~~~~~ Come then, let us dance and sing to the swift strumming of guitars. Let us play and caper about, like children or mad fools who share a place that we have left behind. It’s not a land you’re invited to. You left long ago. You say not. It’s within your denial, harmony walks along […]

Rising of the Moon ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ “But wait,” you say. “How can any of this be true?” All the rote lessons we swallowed whole in school. Will you avow our lives are wasted? You’re a fool. Think about the young children playing long before they have ever been taught to hate or […]

~~~~~ I fell into a dream within a woodlandunaware of who I was or where I lay.I didn’t know, was I awake or sleeping?I felt protected, like floating on a cloud.I gave myself to soft slumber’s keeping;my heart then slowed, my head bowed. I might learn, if I thought it mattered.Fairies, I espy, sipping with […]

~~~~~ Will you transport me somewhere divine? A city somewhere faraway; not holy, sublime I know your fingers have learned every street. Broad boulevards, alleys, and narrow lanes. Show me wonders I would not find on my own. Unless I have a thousand years there all alone. Yet, if I’m alone and the city is […]

~~~~~ What dance is this, if I may ask?Is it too capricious to explain?Yet, danced once, it’s easy to learn.Knowing now, I hasten to proclaim.Dance me the stars, the bottom of the sea.Metaphor cannot contain what this means to me.Take my hand and I will guide you step-by step.Everywhen, we shall always have laughed and […]

On the Lookout ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ Round and round a die tumbled and spun. Might it bring disaster or merely bring fun? Chances are, it’ll change with every throw. It is only rolling the die that we will know. Now, die, of course, may connote a death. Really, what do you think we […]