Category Modern Life
Thoughts and Preyers
~~~~~ It’s never just frightened students who die, From weapons sold to those who mistrust, By strangers, in boardrooms, sick and sly, Who these deaths profit, so die they must. They ignore truth, as parents’ tears glisten. Teen blood oils gears of the NRA machine. Death drums, screams, too awful to listen. Future promise reduced, […]
News and Views
Deep in the Tall Grass ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ I believe I must curtail or end my news, Travesty, tragedy, comic-opera politics. Daily flogged by pundits with my views, No sense, sanity no puzzle piece clicks. ~~~~~ See more of my creative offerings and opinions at: Brent Harris Fine Art Philip Brent Digital […]
Sarabande for Missing Magic
~~~~~ Missing magic, miracles, All vanished, Nowhere to be found. From vast spaces, Gone. Into unseen Miniscule interstices Between atoms, Disappeared. Despite clues, Maps and legends, Whispered rumors; Whereabouts remained Unknown. Quests were mounted. Heroes came forth. Solo adventurers, Fellowships, too, Robber’s trusts; All trekked far, Endured miles Uncounted. Mighty mountains Scaled, Storm-wracked seas Sailed, […]
Within the Storm
~~~~~ In darkness, cold, lost, alone. Where stands the promised tower? We are hard upon the shore. Where the light, the horn, the bell, the clarion call we yearn to hear? Razor close, we draw near the shoal. Night shrouded, sewn up by dark clouds and dense fog; some pray. Jagged rocks loom. Bravely we […]
Simple Man
~~~~~ I am a simple man. Because I believe the human race can change, I am a dreamer. Because I believe everyone should understand, I am naïve. Because I believe if enough people say no, it will matter, I am a fool. Because I say this to other people, I am a simpleton. Because I […]
Musings on a String Octet
~~~~~ The bows glide up and down, back and forth, Rapidly, but oh how sing the lyrical strings. Soft, slow, fostering feelings of great worth; Played by masters, the rapture music brings. ~~~~~ See more of my creative offerings and opinions at: Brent Harris Fine Art Philip Brent Digital Art Vida Voices Scriggler TPM The Extra […]
Symbol versus Reality
~~~~~ Two score and seven years ago, I understood that money was only a symbol. I knew each transaction brought value to my door. I traded pieces of paper and bits of metal to bring home food, clothing, medicine and ornament. Young, not yet twenty, I got it. I understood that the system was rigged […]
