Category Writing

Pretending

Pretending ~~~~~ We all spend our days trying to decipher life. Use whatever tools we happen have to hand. As we cavort on the tip of a razor-sharp knife, Smile at other people, pretend we understand. ~~~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ Please, leave a comment and […]

If We Were to Cease

If We Were to Cease ~~~~~ 1816 I feel the fool tonight, though certain      I hope we will crush in its birth My words, sentiments echo      The aristocracy of our moneyed corporations Statesmen, leaders long dead      Which dare already to challenge Why should now be otherwise      Our government to a trial […]

I Do Not Understand

I Do Not Understand ~~~~~ I respect everyone’s right to believe whatever they choose… Though I consider myself a spiritual person and the universe spiritually enlivened, I do not understand belief in god, any god. Personally, it seems a concept we use to explain what we cannot understand. We use such an imagined being or […]

One and the Same

One and the Same ~~~~~ Two cats with three eyes Siting on a woman’s lap, Seeing the same thing. ~~~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ Please, leave a comment and let me know what you think. See more of my creative offerings and opinions at: Brent Harris […]

Who Are You?

Who Are You? ~~~~~ Where are you from? Why do you think you are here? Don’t know. Who are you? ~~~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ Please, leave a comment and let me know what you think. See more of my creative offerings and opinions at: Brent […]

How to Say

How to Say ~~~~~ Listen for the rhythms In everything you hear. There is always music, If we open up our ears. We must open our eyes Seeing waves and water, The currents of the wind. Touch fecundity of dirt, From which each, arise. Eat it if you even dare In this, our modern day. […]

No Reason

No Reason ~~~~~ When I see my father’s forehead, Observing a reflection of my face, I know that one day I will be dead And that time has slowed my pace. As I could not walk while a baby, I know that time may come again. And the how or why this may be, not […]