Category Modern Life
Who?
Who might I thank Who gets chastised If I should then say Everything I believe Say it right out loud Who would I injure Who might I please If I unsay or retract What I swore before In my difficult times Who may be precious Whose thorn sticks me Neither, unrecognized So will I miss […]
The Spaces Between
Shall we talk then Shall we sing Discuss Rachmaninov Analyze Proust Remembrance of future things Will you tell me No one knows What tomorrow brings As musicians fingers fly Over strings, along the keys Quickly, quickly Come listen Not only notes, words Intonation, intention Momentary suspension Of belief, disbelief Worry, care Moments in amber Aria […]
Someone Like You
Recyclers will come by Rearrange the atoms Electrons, gluons, ions To find some re-try-ons Smile if you want Won’t change facts none Happens to exploded suns Try it, if you have one Be careful though How you arrange them Confused, you rearrange some You might estrange them You’ll wonder how You ended up With something […]
The “Doctor” Drumpf Traveling Show
Sung to the tune of Brother Love’s Traveling Salvation Show Cooling March, right And he peeves, clanging clown And the mass at the sound, tellin’ tweet Groove to the goad, to the blowdried beat down And the hound of that rude hostile bleat Mit a jagged vent There where ain’t is free And that […]
How Rapidly
How rapidly all our days wing away No matter how we measure time, its sway In the cosmic scale, our time is less than not We’ll be gone before we know what we’ve got See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent Harris Fine Art The Extra Mile Art, shirts and […]
Get Along With You
All of us Pawns In a world Full of Sound and Fury With overtones Undertones Key changes Abrupt screams Staccato bullets Muffled by Frail flesh Silenced forever Leaving Rivulets red Brains, gore, guts Belying any Intelligence Fellow feeling Promoting Hatred Shouted at us Until We go mad Forget The tragedy Is not Intolerance Paranoia Fear […]
Always Never
It’s never just soldiers who fight and die For causes they are told are true and just In boardrooms, by strangers sleek and sly Who these deaths profit, so die they must We ignore truth, as mothers’ tears glisten Teen blood oils gears of the war machine With thunder, screams, too awful to listen Future […]
Pointed
What balancing act Magician’s sleight of hand Do we use To simply live Make our lives Feel grand Who do we fool Do you suppose Ourselves Others No one Do we merely Pretend The emperor Has clothes Long before The cheat Is pointed out
Your Life or Mine?
Who could predict that it would rain On the day I met you, that one time With newspapers held over my head So you would kindly offered to share Your umbrella, with its Caillbotte art It might have been Monet’s waterlilies I don’t quite remember, except we ran Under the awning; we talked, rain fell […]
Finally
Which comes first, The words or The thoughts Does either generate The other Do they speak To us For us About us In rhythms Movements Stone and paint Discovery Telling us Wisdom We cannot Express in words Deep thinking Below the surface Silent or Too difficult Too hear Midst daily clangor Our true being […]
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