Tag Archives: Brent Harris
Ain’t We Great?
Words are paint Paint becomes pixels Stone is chipped Chips in computers Memory is stored To interpret life Full of knowledge We but vaguely ken As each and all Seek understanding Artists all Seek to reveal As they create Ain’t we great? _________________ See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent […]
May We Have This Dance?
When all becomes equal Universal leavening So-called heat death We avoid catastrophe Sacrifice also glory Filling and fulfilling Sublime Such sameness Falls together No longer galaxies Stars, planets, people No music of the spheres Clank and clamor of life Lost within Undifferentiated chaos In and in and in Chaos pulls together Grows smaller, denser Seeking […]
All Our Winding Ways
What are the ways We navigate life Paths we follow What we choose Life chooses for us Locked in Sterile cubicles No matter How, how much We strive To create Make them ours Locked in To desks To dos and don’ts Our duties Trapped in cells Apps, smart phones Toys and gadgets Budgets, burdens Balls […]
Should I Have a Chance
Will I know how to say farewell If I should have a chance to do so Will it all have been said before Will we know, no need for regret _________________ See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent Harris Fine Art The Extra Mile Art, shirts and other gift items […]
Place Your Bets
I cannot tell you that I do not care World’s state leads me to despair All the greed, hatred and stupidity Can’t be the only one who can see Hate when I’m in this kind of funk Stinks worse than smell of a skunk Thank anyone who make me laugh Might even invite them on […]
Be Afraid! Be Very Afraid!
Anyone who lived through the Great Depression, World War II or was educated in the decades after the war is familiar with Roosevelt’s famous words: “…the only thing we have to fear is fear itself…” I always thought this meant we must not be afraid to act, paralyzed because we are afraid to do anything. […]
On Our Way to Oblivion
Time that I work from back to front Don’t worry if you don’t understand It is just my way of fooling my brain To discover what I don’t understand Might it be, I’ll never have answers Maybe I’ll never know the questions In a time and place like all the others Queries abound, rumors run […]
Who?
Who might I thank Who gets chastised If I should then say Everything I believe Say it right out loud Who would I injure Who might I please If I unsay or retract What I swore before In my difficult times Who may be precious Whose thorn sticks me Neither, unrecognized So will I miss […]
And Really
Words that I write and art that I create Neither gritty nor cute enough to take It is quite colorful, but a teensy bit odd Come by and see it and give me the nod Face may be green, or a portrait of feet Or complex, hard to get, it can’t be beat Is it […]
The Spaces Between
Shall we talk then Shall we sing Discuss Rachmaninov Analyze Proust Remembrance of future things Will you tell me No one knows What tomorrow brings As musicians fingers fly Over strings, along the keys Quickly, quickly Come listen Not only notes, words Intonation, intention Momentary suspension Of belief, disbelief Worry, care Moments in amber Aria […]
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