To See Clearly


Times and places I left long ago
Bring memories at odd moments.
Not strange, but not sequential.
Random and in no way numbered
To follow like instructions to explain
Who I was, would come to be; games
I played and whatever residue they
Left inside, behind. Brushed from
My hair and shoulders. Brain dust,
Mental dandruff which can be
Recognized, remained unshed, at
Least by me; they are past.
Though they reformed parts of me.
Not the me I am, became, but
Steps leading from the cellar to
The tower of my mind and being.
Memories clutched, a strange
Confetti I cast into the wind of now.
To lighten my burden and allow
Me to stand straight and tall.
To view the world before me,
Until I descend again and
Gather another clumsy armful,
Make another laborious ascent.
There to again dump the load
Before me, to see clearly.


People Over Politics, World Over Wealth!

Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,

Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment

Unite the World!


See more of my creative offerings at:

Philip Brent Harris Fine Art, Digital Art and Photography

The Eyes Have It ~ Philip Brent Harris


Baby & Kids, Accessories, Art & Wall Décor, Clothing & Shoes, Electronics

Crafts & Party Supplies, Home & Living, Invitations & Stationery, Office & School

Sports, Toys & Games,

Vida Voices
Masks, Scarves, Bags, Apparel, Home Goods, Puzzles, Masks and More


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: