Tag Archives: art
Listen
I think, perhaps, I’ll write a poem an undiscovered story tonight While I sit, eyes closed, listening to the music of classical guitar Hard church pews, though near the sacred altar, still numb my butt Yet listen, the music, oh the music, convinces me I do, not care On a simple Saturday, though full […]
Or Not
X marks the spot, cross your heart, hope to die Swear it’s here where your ex was, was not Then your ex, but he or she burned, was cross Cross the street and join me, make no excuse Tightly woven patterns, some may be of use Can we be sure these paths join and diverge […]
Beautiful Dreamers
Are you liberal, conservative, radical, stoic, centrist, anarchist, green? You can fill in the blanks I’ve missed. Maybe you want to bring back the Wobblies or worship the sun. What you label yourself is much less important than what you believe. Can you tell me why you believe, what you believe and why it matters? […]
What Else?
You. Stop. Right Now. Whatever else you are doing, besides reading these words, and I know you’re doing something else, stop. In a world where multitasking is the norm and dealing with disparate desires and duties is the only way to survive, simply doing one thing feels foolish, wasteful. Perhaps, to you, it even feels […]
When a Fan of a Certain Age Attends a Students’ Classical Concert
Hot lights shine, burn yellow, orange, blue and red Reflecting back off crimson shoes and scarlet laces Clashing with those many white and black clad Sharp counterpoint to their serious, sober faces Red the vagrant color corrupts the evening’s show Bright blood, a wound, mimicked by a flautist’s tie Stark food-color hair in back, […]
Masterpiece
masterpiece n. 1. A person’s greatest piece of work, as in art. 2. Anything done with masterly skill. I believe most if not all people understand what is meant by the word masterpiece. Though our definitions may vary, we all have an idea of what we think it means. In the west, we associate […]
Thoughts About Winning
Everyone I know likes to win, games, contests, lotteries or almost anything. Winning makes us believe the universe or the (G)god or gods we believe in have noticed us. More, not only have they noticed us, they approve. I’ve never quite grasped the concept that some supreme being, responsible for the entire universe, spared much […]
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 forests standing in for nature’s glory Will unformed clay, […]
Along Your Merry Way
In the deepest darkest depths of night When all your thoughts shriek danger, fright When evil looms within your sight Dawn will come When wicked winter winds into your marrow bite When storm-dark clouds bring sleet and snow and ice And every day you live feels black as night Spring will come When every urge […]
Catching Up
To any who have wondered where I’ve been of late online (I hope there will be one or two) perhaps the following verse will explain. I have been working on other writings, though still trying to edit them into my best form. I’ve also spent some time painting digitally, while I wait for a surgically […]
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