Tag Archives: choice
Before the End of Time
~~~~~ O, to imagine my words, my art might last Across the days, the years, the time to come, After I have gone Behind the curtain of future vision. I, to be merely in the wings And watch the players enliven my thoughts, Explain the meaning of my words, Daubs and strokes of painted memory […]
Covered with Cat Hair
~~~~~ My desk sits by the window, covered with cat hair. One chair leg is short, makes it wobble when I sit. These, my poor excuses for my daily shirking bit, So I go to check the frig, but I find there only air. Everywhere I go I ride my bike with two flat tires, Mostly […]
In the Construct of Glutted Days
~~~~~ In the depths, the canyons of urban landscape, Where, I wonder, should I think to find beauty? Difficult to know where I might start my search. Should I go to a park, surround by busy streets, With sounds of commerce, traffic roaring past? A museum, perhaps, full of line, design, people Crowded cheek by […]
Ashamed
~~~~~ We should all be ashamed. None of us must remain unnamed, Whatever we believe now, Not matter what we learned, or how Or we believed yesterday, What we were taught, not in our DNA, We are ever likely to believe, Open our eyes; we are being deceived. The time we are breathing, Whether we’re […]
Because We Have Not Stopped A Poet’s Words with Poets’ Words
~~~~~ When many commit cruel murder, macho maniacs brutally rape, mad hermits dream and decimate, Then, will we need to know where the sidewalk ends, where a phenomenal woman’s secrets lie? While daily tribunes trumpet madness, feasts of destruction, humanity the savage, ravenous beast, Will it matter if we take the road less traveled,if we […]
Just Walk Away, Rene
~~~~~ When will a pipe, still, no longer be a pipe? When will a blue bird in flight be a croissant? What if we can never know which is each type? What if we, our names, don’t stay au courant? This might be a bad thing, or it might be good. Thought about it, a […]
So I Dream
~~~~~ Politicians rarely do what is needful, only expedient. They are all so greedful, with more than can be spent. See them stand there sincerely, butter wouldn’t melt. Hearts frozen, all ice and stone so nothing’s ever felt. Any cause moves them if it will win them an election, Convince you they’re there to help, […]
Thoughts and Preyers
~~~~~ It’s never just frightened students who die, From weapons sold to those who mistrust, By strangers, in boardrooms, sick and sly, Who these deaths profit, so die they must. They ignore truth, as parents’ tears glisten. Teen blood oils gears of the NRA machine. Death drums, screams, too awful to listen. Future promise reduced, […]
News and Views
Deep in the Tall Grass ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ I believe I must curtail or end my news, Travesty, tragedy, comic-opera politics. Daily flogged by pundits with my views, No sense, sanity no puzzle piece clicks. ~~~~~ See more of my creative offerings and opinions at: Brent Harris Fine Art Philip Brent Digital […]
Sarabande for Missing Magic
~~~~~ Missing magic, miracles, All vanished, Nowhere to be found. From vast spaces, Gone. Into unseen Miniscule interstices Between atoms, Disappeared. Despite clues, Maps and legends, Whispered rumors; Whereabouts remained Unknown. Quests were mounted. Heroes came forth. Solo adventurers, Fellowships, too, Robber’s trusts; All trekked far, Endured miles Uncounted. Mighty mountains Scaled, Storm-wracked seas Sailed, […]
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