Category Thoughts About Art & Culture
So Far, So Good
~~~~~ Paint, brushes and a blank canvas, where do I begin? Decide what areas stay empty; what will be filled in I imagine my artwork upon a second-hand shop floor Stuck behind a velvet Elvis, banged into by the door Maybe I will tickle your fancy, so on the wall I’ll go I hope I […]
Choose to Live
~~~~~ When you think life has given you the right to carp, moan and whine, that life gives others a better view, leave pity outside, you will be fine. If you have problems quite severe, Your life won’t be better in a sewer. You are sick, tired, rent is in arrears, attitude, distance from trier […]
Time and Age
~~~~~ We pretend we have conquered mountains, that we’re stronger than a cold north wind. We tell ourselves the land and sea are ours, Yet nature says we’re wrong over and over. We sneer that we were primitive, in caves. Yet, they lasted far longer than we, so far. Nor did they trash the world, […]
Spark is to Blaze
~~~~~ If we will surround ourselves with beauty, music, art, words, focus, positive feelings, deeds, and what we may offer others. Tell our constant truth, our own. Truth which comes from within. Truth which we brought with us, into light, cold, need to breathe. We bring awareness and vision, even if we’re born without eyes, […]
Each Morn
~~~~~ Rise like the lark into the morning; welcome day with joy and wonder. Smiles, laughter, your day adorning, take time, life’s miracles to ponder. Hope and feeling will play their part. How we face the day is only attitude. Each morn from birth until we depart; day will be painted the hue we imbue. […]
We Choose Only How
~~~~~ We all want it. We all want it all. We do. Do we? Or is that just a story we’ve been repeatedly told? Love, home, family, food, friends no longer hold Enough; fail to comprehend what enough may be New flashy car, a fancy man, a trophy wife to start All the latest apps […]
Simple Complexity ~ Complex Simplicity
~~~~~ Why then must poetry’s meaning be couched Like the imagined sea-sound heard in a shell May fleeting beauty, convoluted truth be vouched Said simply and offered crystal-clear from a well Will it help if I use night to presage age or death Flying birds or sunsets standing in for nature’s glory Will unformed clay, […]
Hope We’re Still Lucky
~~~~~ What proof do we need of our existence? Power, now, though it will fade in time. Our skulls, bones in a museum display; see an ancient specimen of a lost culture. Will it be left over from our destruction? Did we scavenge our garbage, heritage? As hubris leads us to think we need none, […]
Who We Are, Who We Become
~~~~~ Do we forget to wonder, to ask the right questions? Do we gird up our loins, strengthen our bastions? Try to talk with far-distant, like-minded strangers? Ignore all others, to pretend there are no dangers? We converse with others, all in our own language, Accepting a translation offered, a mystery message Compromising, perchance, our […]
Questions
~~~~~ What leads us to creativity, our need to express the heart, the center of who we are? How much misery is caused by our inability, not to be ourselves, but to share our being? Do many of us wonder why we are here, at this moment, our time alive, aware? When do we finally […]
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