Category Love

Give it a Go

Starting late and you’ll be late. Starting on time, no guarantee. You have chosen to participate; Relax. It will be what it will be. ~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,  Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ See more of my creative offerings and opinions at: Philip Brent Digital Art  Philip Brent Digital Art and […]

I Wonder?

What would I do with me, without you? Do any of us know what would be true? More than I was, less than I have been, A piece of me missing, no nib in my pen. Scratching at life but leaving no mark, Like rubbing two sticks, without spark. Words are too weak, should I […]

Be a Child

Oh, to be a child again, Not knowing very much. Using magic, no word or pen; Most adults can no longer touch Poets, dreamers, no citation, The mad and sacred artists know; Close their eyes and touch creation. Childlike, they are able to alter the flow.

Beggar or Bard?

It cannot make any real difference Which way you might go, if you go Forward and don’t sit on the fence. On a fence, watch life, never know What might have been, no suspense. Sitting thus you’ll never ever move In any particular direction toward Any disaster or triumph to behoove Choice: boss, worker, beggar, […]

Already Been Said

Find your life, daily, picking on you, With little pinches in dribs and drabs? You are, no doubt, worrying at it, too, In the way we pick at, pull off scabs. It is not the death of a thousand cuts. Still, life’s petty problems wear us out. I tell you this with no ifs, ands […]

Otherwise, Begin Again

You may feel that politics must consume us and, I admit, everything seems scarier now. We should stay worried at what divides us, money, bigotry are pushed so we daily row. Otherwise, you may as well become a lush. If we don’t rethink our world bottom to top, we might as well blot out the […]

All but Anger

I’m a better person because I learned again to feel, by uncorking the bottle where all but anger lived. poured myself a glass and drank it; I had to kneel Poured onto the sands my emotions, truth sieved New sea of my feelings; waves roll up and down, some move gently and some rage as […]