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Amelia’s Garden
Jacob Jonathon Johansson-Jost, a poet, scholar, philosopher to most, In his eyes, he’s failed, though only he sees, Still, he walks proudly, chin held high, with dignity. Jacob, after breakfast, pauses in his study doorway lighted by the windows that face the garden, her garden, Amelia’s garden. He turns and surveys the room. He smiles, […]
How!
All day long, we fought and wrestled All night long, we talked and prayed Drank deep, and broke all the vessels Not a one would quit, thus we stayed In the end, we’d each got in our licks Blows, kisses which bruised, battered Victory and loss laid out in tock-ticks Hoped how we lived all […]
Recall Recalled
Singing softly A nonsense lullaby Sweet wordless tune Recalls us all To our earliest days Before understanding To ancient singing Before we invented Language, words See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent Harris Fine Art The Extra Mile Art, shirts and other gift items
The Invisible Avatar
Hello? Can you hear me? Can you see me? I hope you can because I fear I’ve become invisible. It’s not everywhere or all the time. It’s not at home or when I’m out in the world. In fact, it’s really only when I’m online. Strangely, I’ve been noticed more recently by strangers. I’ve been […]
More Not Than There
I want to write, paint, design something profound But I’d also like recognition and even some money Although neither matters much in the cosmic view Be neither forgotten nor remembered in nova blast So how do I deal with life now, greeting mortality Eventual ending of everyone and everything I love Life sometimes feels pointless, […]
Only Bright Day
No matter what we do or what we think Most folk feel humanity better off today But do we move further from the brink Selecting, enhancing abilities every way Who sets which path leads to our goals Becoming the best, brightest we can be Attain physical perfection, lose our soul Be intelligent or insane to […]
Bartholomew Matthew
Bartholomew Mathew Cannot decide Tangled in social metaphor Smiling snide remarks Too knowing asides Yearns for freedom From his shabby garret His plush penthouse Can he escape Fly away Will he try Ensnared in darkness His shadow’s umbra Anticipates crisis Steps and turns Life’s dance marathon His daily rumba Sudden, explosive Will he be Still […]
In Concert
To make every moment a work of art To see truth in each second of our day Live as if no time is left, embrace all Comprehend magic in the mundane Feel music as a pianist bobs and bows Rocks back and forth like Ray Charles Not blindness, because music is inside Dance’s soul in […]
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