Category Laughter
Lighted and Obscured
Follow the Path ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ To wane dolorous, wax rhapsodic, the phases of my inner system roll. Thus sun, planet and moon I wear, cast shadow as garment, cerement. Hiding or revealing my wan light, seen through a gauzy veil at times. Other times occulted or fluoresced. Illuminates greater than me alone. […]
Drag Us Under
On the Lookout ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ Hear the echo of the river’s voice reflected within the heron’s vision. Listen to the muttering gossip and discord of ducks, gripes of geese. Strain the strain, squeaky serenade of smaller lives under the grasses. All these and more circumnavigate the globe in an amalgam of breath; […]
See the Bunnies
~~~~~ Am I listening to the nightingale, the quail, the cuckoo or the lark? Might I hear the chattering brook full of little and much to convey? Do I see the bunnies and the deer, the puma, bobcat or coyote; if only. Recognize the knowledge their lives as predators are as essential as the prey. […]
We Must Never Let Them
Duplicity Times Two ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ Too cowardly to accept reality. Except, reality’s truth stays real even when it’s forced into hiding by men, boys, bragging bullies. Acceptance is born into babies. All children must be taught hate. Terrified thugs snarl, jack-booted, burdened with the weapons of war, have crawled from beneath rocks, […]
No Need to Explain
~~~~~ When what you envision doesn’t come to fruition, you struggle and strain. Stop, silence your brain. Let it flow through you till you find a new view traveling a higher plane. Truly, no need to explain. ~~~~~ People Over Politics, World Over Wealth! Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is […]
Each Morning I Say Hello
~~~~~ Each morning I say hello to the King Raven, who lands on my fence as I spread birdseed on the ground and put fresh water in the birdbath. I hope one morning I will I will hear him reply, “Hello.” Perhaps, he will say he’s not the King but the Queen and that’s why […]
Allow Us to Begin
~~~~~ The rush, hustle and bustle of our days Left with little time to think or know Who we really are, what part we play For this manifestation of infinite love. Infinite error and emotion, too, within These fragile vehicles that we call ours. They are but costumes we wear awhile. Then they are discarded […]
Seeking Infinity
~~~~~ Dance and art covers amazingly vast spectra.Religious iconography to hypersexual anime.The pure, unadulterated joy of small children,Spontaneous is their joyful expression, full of Love and the spark of creative energy. DanceMarathons, feats of feet during time of need.Focused whirl of the dervish seeking infinity. Children don’t possess limits taught to adults. The lucky ones, […]
Wend My Weary Way
Striking Distance ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ Bright setting sun sparkles twixtthe waves and foam. They breakup and over the sea wall, past theriprap, the riffraff, passing home.Waves not tall in surfer parlance.I save that for another day goneby, walk more and see what I see,while I wend my weary way along. ~~~~~ People Over […]
Cacophony of Squawk
~~~~~ Sitting on a bench in the sun watching clouds crawl across the hills. Clouds slide by above Stones along the breakwater bask in chiaroscuro patterns signifying nothing. Nor do the 21 pelicans north, mixed with majestic blue herons seeking, searching for prey to feed their nestlings who raise a mighty cacophony of squawk from […]
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