Tag Archives: art
Taking Flight
It is so late at night, it has become very early morning Still, here I lie, brain roiled in riot, with unclean hands Creating, too long awake, intent, so I should be snoring Time it is, past, I seized my uncharted, unnamed lands Until a nascent solution lives, I shall not cringe nor beg […]
I Wonder
I wonder what all the time spent traveling fast Planes, trains and automobiles has done to us When our psyches, minds, bodies are far cast Like sling-shot stones or a swiftly flying discus The faster we move, clearly, the less we see Is this why bodies fail when older, wind down Our mind, reflexes not […]
Useful Things ~ Dipping my Pen into my Stream of Thought
Useful Things Dipping My Pen into my Stream of Thought Originally written as a continuous piece, broken up to aid readability Looking at a wooden coffee stirrer At a free seasonal holiday concert In a public library with paper cups Coffee, brownies, cider and cookies My how times they have changed Since I was born, […]
Very Superstitious?
Friday, twelve, thirteen, thirteen, might it be a double whammy? Do thoughts, talk of superstition make your hands feel clammy? Knock on wood, upon your desk? Or for now just use your head? No telling what this might be made of now, is it tanked instead? Toss the spilled salt over your left shoulder, […]
Redefining War and Peace
War, armies, death, destruction, terror, horror and fear fill our news and our days. These are all very real and frightening, but I believe war deserves a broader definition, as does peace. War is not simply armed troops shooting at each other and all the specific and collateral damage from the way we wage war […]
This I Know
This man writes constantly about peace and war. What is he saying? Writes and writes some more, has he become a bore? He abjures praying. He is trying to point out we’re more than broken. How we balk. Does he think he’s the only one who’s played this token? Is it all just talk? […]
Within the Storm
In darkness, cold, lost, alone. Where stands the promised tower We are hard upon the shore Where the light, the horn, the bell, the clarion call we yearn to hear Razor close, we draw near the shoal Night shrouded, sewn up by dark clouds and dense fog; some pray Jagged rocks loom Bravely we […]
You’re a Real Card ~ Part 5 ~ Spades
Spades are for digging and spreading the soil Preparing good earth, what lies below is our toil Time to dig deep, plan growth for the future Seeking pattern and beauty you will nurture All through the winter short days grow longer Underground, our mind, promise, grows stronger Your subconscious provides answers you sought Opportunities […]
Not Where We’ve Been
In this time of gimme, pushing through people to a moldy, cheesy holiday song One which you have heard so very many times, you hate it, yet you hum along Gimmes stand before stores, hand outstretched and crawl through your mail slot Many of them fill real needs, food and shelter, help people that […]
Then, More Than Ever
The world and understanding it live poles apart, as do all of we Fatigue hangs my head, drawn earthward by depression, despair My eyes struggle to lift against the strain, find only conflict, greed Madness then might be my problem, believing we may live in peace Guns and drugs our cities fill, our prisons […]
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