Tag Archives: Brent Harris
What Shall I Do?
I’m troubled. As well as being a writer, I am also a fine artist and a digital artist. All three pursuits have either begun or found their form within the past decade. Though I have lived three-score and five years, and have finally found what I want to be when I grow up. Oil painting […]
Temporal Expense
Do we now Muddled men Fetished females Spend time Like bits of metal Paper, information To prove We are living Collected, reflected Twittering birds Speaking, seeking Connection Within Books of faces Recognition Without, Incomplete meaning Distant acquaintances Lost friends Some remembered Many forgotten Or never met Face to face Impersonal Person-to-person call Do people now […]
Songs of War ~ Songs of Peace
While I honor all the men and women who have made the ultimate sacrifice and the families, military and civilian, who have born the ultimate cost, I believe we must look for a time when these words never need be written again. And will the savage songs of war never end Replaced by simple, sweet […]
Let Them Sing
Oh how wonderful, wonderfully odd Our setting for this intimate concert Flute, harp and viola sing and dance In an immense, stone museum gallery Plain, but artful to the towering walls White dressed blocks of quarried stone Above a darker gray stone wainscoting A marble floor, patterns within patterns Stark, modern chrome and resin chairs […]
In Conjunction
I guarantee, it is a simple concept, truthfully The way storytellers turn form into function Basics below, transitions between noted duly Problem, challenges, solution, in conjunction See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent Harris Fine Art Vida Voices Scriggler TPM Niume The Extra Mile Art, shirts and other gift items
Or Just Perhaps
Still, the phone’s come out In the briefest of interludes As if earth-shattering events May have changed the world During this brief interruption Or just perhaps, Aunt Tilly Posted cute pictures of her cat ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent Harris Fine Art Vida Voices Scriggler TPM Niume […]
A Mirror’s Glass in Darkness
Always give your heart to those you can Everyone can hear what you might think Every time you open your mouth, speak Brilliant bon mots, also tarnished tropes Spew like vomit when you’re distracted At other times, though you feel focused Creating is your being when ideas dance Water beads sizzling in a searing […]
Laid Low
Sitting here and succumbing to the idiot box While doing my best an idiot not to become All the world’s knowledge at my fingertips I do believe that that would be really dumb Am I deaf to reason, blind to illumination? Watch flickering images, hear braying asses How then can everything seem so clear to […]
Whoa or Woe
Are you considered ignorant and so uncouth When vomiting words you cannot constrain? A wag once called this diarrhea of the mouth Which is caused by constipation of the brain. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent Harris Fine Art Vida Voices Scriggler TPM Niume The Extra Mile Art, […]
Breakfast Anyone?
Breath away sleep In the glimmering dawn Roosters crow Like clarion horns Some have been Long awake Secret lovers Their leave to take Mothers, fathers Children to shake Night terrors Long passed away Snagged and held On the sharp edges Of breaking day Powerless, forgotten As an egg’s yellow yolk Hidden in darkness Until the […]
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