Tag Archives: #onlineart
Stop Reminding Us
~~~~~ The birds are singing sweetly, swirling, soaring and diving to nature’s rhythms of their own. They are glorious to hear as they trade verses. Each from their own avian symphony. Yet, the metropolis intrudes. There’s no way to silence it, or so it always seems to me. Let us walk together, into the country […]
We Begin
~~~~~ Fly forth radiant doves, Stygian corvids, bright birds of all nations. Fill the sky with sound and color so staggering, we begin to think/ ~~~~~ People Over Politics, World Over Wealth! Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment Unite the World! ~~~~~ See more of my creative offerings at: […]
To See Clearly
~~~~~ Times and places I left long ago Bring memories at odd moments. Not strange, but not sequential. Random and in no way numbered To follow like instructions to explain Who I was, would come to be; games I played and whatever residue they Left inside, behind. Brushed from My hair and shoulders. Brain dust, […]
Life Courageous
~~~~~ Time Bomb ~ Philip Brent Harris What gifts given and received would will my words to sing Tripping lightly from my brain, my heart, my tongue Able to express the subtle hopes of anything and everything The true name of all the life and death I live among Would my hearing need to be […]
My Soapbox Stands
~~~~~ Could I say, to you, the hedgehog wondered And the sailboat rolled across the mighty seas? Dungarees, stonewashed and ripped at the knee. What wars have lasted the longest, I wander? War Meaningless, to us, endless and fought far away? Insurrectionists and conspiracy theorists thrive, Hide deep in bunkers until the open the sally […]
What Sages Tell
~~~~~ Brief interludes may be the joy of life. A smile, kind word to dispel our strife. If only briefly, our day becomes better. Duties we feel ted to, it foils our fetter. Our shackles have only been imaginary, Yet we say it’s Marley’s chain we carry. Our forced claim feeds a thing we need, […]
Hold On
~~~~~ Form a figure three by three Where each space speaks In its own language, rhythm. Yet all fit together like a child’s Puzzle where every piece Is a different color and The pattern changes with how You change them, rearrange Your view and your perception. Memory marks the surfaces As they slip away, repeat. […]
Before the Conductor
~~~~~ Speaking to a stranger with common ground, Though the setting is alien to our daily lives. Shared interest, music, a universal language, Waiting, the hall fills, the orchestra appears. Clattering steps down the stairs. Young feet And old changing seats, seeking a best view. To see and hear, closer or farther depending. The orchestra […]
Soliloquy of the Elder Man
~~~~~ Variation on a theme by W.S. of S. on A. To pee, or not to pee, that’s sequestration: Nether squeeze, a whimper in the line to buffer The zings and harrows of reluctant motion, Now to fake aim against an urn that bubbles. And by pretending flush then. To zip—to leave, Open the […]
Thoughts at a Concert
~~~~~ A clumsy rearrangement of the players. A forgotten score, a shifting of brass. To see that global warming can call forth Both the ultimate disaster and salvation A perspective I have never dreamed So easy to see once shown, so hidden By prophets and profits, disguising What should be obvious, plain to all. How […]