Category Poetry
Misunderstanding
Any who think we’ve only this chance Fear eternal damnation; you toe the line Seeds of limitation sown you shall reap Must you choose to drag the rest down So do the impossible, at least once a day This doesn’t have to be before breakfast Laugh out loud and a joke’s power steal Smile at […]
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In the wee small hours at noon one day I turn on darkness; the sky grows bright That night I polish the sun so it gleams Each thing I do, simply because of you I walk the widest ocean to swim uphill Turn myself inside out, if you love me Smash time’s hourglass, so please […]
Absence
Absence makes a heart grow fonder Unless your heart is what is missing Not expected by any first responder Spoils a moment when first kissing See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent Harris Fine Art The Extra Mile Art, shirts and other gift items Scriggler TPM Niume
Hell Being Small
Darkly silhouetted by their bright kitchen light Two figures stark-cast on the living room wall Cannot hide the shattered glass, undo the fight Child clings to woman’s legs, hell being small ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent Harris Fine Art The Extra Mile Art, shirts and other gift […]
Amelia’s Garden
Jacob Jonathon Johansson-Jost, a poet, scholar, philosopher to most, In his eyes, he’s failed, though only he sees, Still, he walks proudly, chin held high, with dignity. Jacob, after breakfast, pauses in his study doorway lighted by the windows that face the garden, her garden, Amelia’s garden. He turns and surveys the room. He smiles, […]
How!
All day long, we fought and wrestled All night long, we talked and prayed Drank deep, and broke all the vessels Not a one would quit, thus we stayed In the end, we’d each got in our licks Blows, kisses which bruised, battered Victory and loss laid out in tock-ticks Hoped how we lived all […]
Recall Recalled
Singing softly A nonsense lullaby Sweet wordless tune Recalls us all To our earliest days Before understanding To ancient singing Before we invented Language, words See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent Harris Fine Art The Extra Mile Art, shirts and other gift items
Light, A Distant Vista
Responsible, preoccupied, needs, daily duties, urges to create Atlas beneath my half sky inventing my truth in beauty before I’m late Days fast-paced, so full of shoulds and musts to meet and answer When so few seek either truth or beauty; they don’t pay the financier Is shielding the candle flame from darkness worth the […]
More Not Than There
I want to write, paint, design something profound But I’d also like recognition and even some money Although neither matters much in the cosmic view Be neither forgotten nor remembered in nova blast So how do I deal with life now, greeting mortality Eventual ending of everyone and everything I love Life sometimes feels pointless, […]
Only Bright Day
No matter what we do or what we think Most folk feel humanity better off today But do we move further from the brink Selecting, enhancing abilities every way Who sets which path leads to our goals Becoming the best, brightest we can be Attain physical perfection, lose our soul Be intelligent or insane to […]
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