Category politics
Anticipation
Glowing Moon ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ I sing the tune without notes, life, air, water, love and hate. Urgent laughter, birds and boats, indrawn breath which all await. Star birth and truth glowing, shadows contrast, seeds scatter, wafting aloft; a river flowing, small feet, rain go pitter-patter. Glorious crescendo in minor key within, without, […]
Plain or Fancy Inside
Reversal of Fortune ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ Some things and some people are quite plain on the outside. Still, might hide glory within. Or, a plain face may hide evil. Some things and some people shine like glass in the sunlight. Still, flash may cover the faux. What waits within, time knows. ~~~~~ People […]
Haven’t Fallen Down, Yet
Focus Group ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ So many bits and pieces, words and phrases splattered on pages like stars scatter the night. As we create constellations in our search for connection where none may exist, but why? Searching for understanding, myself and life; Am I scrying far-too-far from me, myself and I, for the […]
Echoes, choes, oes, oes, oes
Crystal View Persuasion ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ Echoes come from far away,another time and place.Even if we live there,it’s lost in the deeps of space.I have heard it said,the beginning of wisdom arriveswhen we know what we don’t know. What if we have heard this wrong?What we know is somethingwhich we must strive to […]
In Our Youth
Light in Darkness ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ We each bring our truest selves when we start, yet, we’re told we learn what we’ve forgotten. Driving so rapidly past our days and scenery, we grab a snapshot of whatever we can hold. Doing so, we must lose the whole, the essence of our experience, what […]
Choice is Yours
~~~~~ ~~~~~ In this wOrld of ours gusts of winds may drive us hither, t h I t h e r, a n d y o n. Fell us with a mighty blow ∞ ∞ ∞ ∞ Ⅎ. Do you engage the rattle, battle or do you choose to lay low? ~~~~~ VOTE! People […]
Which Way to Fall
~~~~~ Come then, let us dance and sing to the swift strumming of guitars. Let us play and caper about, like children or mad fools who share a place that we have left behind. It’s not a land you’re invited to. You left long ago. You say not. It’s within your denial, harmony walks along […]
Meant to Be
Rising of the Moon ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ “But wait,” you say. “How can any of this be true?” All the rote lessons we swallowed whole in school. Will you avow our lives are wasted? You’re a fool. Think about the young children playing long before they have ever been taught to hate or […]
Rolling the Die
On the Lookout ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ Round and round a die tumbled and spun. Might it bring disaster or merely bring fun? Chances are, it’ll change with every throw. It is only rolling the die that we will know. Now, die, of course, may connote a death. Really, what do you think we […]
Conspires in Darkness
Duplicity x Two in Green ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ How many scams can one man assay before he’s known to flimflam? How many folks will murder or die before they see through his sham? Yes, and how many years will this madness exist before his shills won’t persist? The answer and why they still […]
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