Category Thoughts About Art & Culture
Blue Screen Cafes
Blue Screen Cafes ~~~~~ What do expect, from texts, Just the usual suspects? How would that be, With life the fee? Head down, Smile or frown, Attention, intention locked In a little box, a pox. Yet only letters in a row, Like any word we don’t know. Shorthand, perhaps, But often slaps. Is there reason […]
Who Calls the Tune?
Who Calls the Tune? ~~~~~ Despite how brilliant, how noble I think my thoughts, Guarding how gracious, grand, I envision my dreams. Futility wraps them in a cerement, as small minds plot, Hate, fear, want, murder shape all their selfish schemes. I believe I can change the world, if just my little corner; I strive to […]
Small and Petty
Small and Petty ~~~~~ Find, for me, a small and petty god. One grown right from my local sod. Who, as me, thinks, acts and looks. Who can be branded by the books. A proper deity, for me, should sate The horded hunger I have for hate. Teach spare the rod, spoil the child, Make […]
As All
As All ~~~~~ Captured the cosmos twinkling in a tyke’s eye, today. From somewhere foreign, immersing us in infinity. Religious, political refugees swallowing us in silence, different, skin, class, orientation defined. Strange, strained, altogether alien, fascinating but frightening. So similar, still, Dissimilar, diverse, exceptionally enigmatic, leaving us lost, besieged, bothered tourists in transit. Realize we […]
No Matter How Long
No Matter How Long ~~~~~ If tou finally own your creation, you suspect life knows. Path ahead should be clear, no-one stepping on your toes. Not life, it does not work that way, a game of yes and no; Life sometimes tells you stop and sometimes tells you go. A game, a carnival ride, a […]
Ad Infinitum
Ad Infinitum ~~~~~ I was sitting in a downtown cafe, looking for the words I wanted, listening to other people’s lives, fits and starts, dribs and drabs. O, what stories I could imagine. O, what stories could I imagine? of these people and their lives; the difference a single change, an opening, taken or missed, […]
Ours to Choose
Ours to Choose ~~~~~ What is it follows? Can it be found? Follows you around, Sometimes in front, Sometimes behind. Opens doors, Slams doors In your face. Sneaks in, Cheek by jowl, Cuts no slack, A burdened back. Dogs your steps, Manacles Your joints, Points of pain, Reminders Of reminders past. Needles and pins Stuck […]
The Giftie Gie Us
The Giftie Gie Us ~~~~~ How then cannot we see our own true selves? The poet’s answer realized in our social media. Where we play half-fools, do naught by halves, constantly connected, from Twitter to Expedia. Do we ever look in this mirror that we created? Join we the grand communion, or voyeurs only? We […]
Circle of Life
Circle of Life ~~~~~ This moment, now, This turn on the wheel, Of our universal unicycle Of linear time. I understand Being everywhere And nowhere, In all places, All the time, Everyone, everything. Only our vantage Changes. So, persecutors now, Become persecuted, The hunter hunted, Prey the predator. As the wheel turns We changes positions. […]
Anywhere
Anywhere ~~~~~ This was somebody’s plan for our future, new homes full of new, smiling people. Happy folks, without care; I can’t find ‘em anywhere. This grim portrait is of the middleclass, not home alas. I look around, folk I knew, think it might be me or you. Think we’re gone for good. ~~~~~ Peace […]
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