Tag Archives: Philip Brent
What Do I Know?
Do you believe in magic, elves, fairy-folk and such? Or do you scoff and scorn, think it’s all too much? So smart, you know that you can rule out anything? Disbelieve the intent of galaxies, say stars don’t sing? I hope I’m not so pompous, I’d discount possibility Our most tragic tale unto our most […]
Until Life Runs Out
Our world drowns In ignorance No one knows Our world smothers Under ennui, apathy No one cares We inhabit tiny cages Think we’ve got it Good, or not We run, race Within our wheels Believe we are Getting somewhere We smoke weed, Drink, pop pills Preen and pretend We don’t see Any of this, […]
Children’s Duty
How lovely a bouquet of yellow daffodils In a clear glass vase, their stems cut short Die the sooner, their life and beauty stills Though death comes to all life, no resort From the far field we hear a loud report Death stalks the killing fields, watches all Knowing the lives of children, he’ll abort […]
Outside Straight
Who named our potentates in charge to date There’ll be others, after we fill our final crate Will it ever matter who we put atop that slate Held to the grindstone their egos won’t ablate We allow them to keep us in a confused state Rush here, there, back again, as if we are late […]
My Friend
Begin at the beginning or just before Do you have any idea where that might be? Bring light into all the dark places Will you open your heart to light the world? Moonlight and starlight are the same Will you breathe deeply, without restraint? The beginning of all, everything starts at the end Will you […]
Anticipation
I sing the tune without notes Life, air, water, love and hate Urgent laughter, birds and boats Indrawn breath which all await Star birth and truth glowing Shadows contrast, seeds scatter Wafting aloft; a river flowing Small feet, rain go pitter-patter Glorious crescendo in minor key Within, without, all together Alone, contained, a stormy sea […]
World Out of Balance
I have heard, I have the same amount of time As all of those famous folks who came before That handful celebrated in prose and rhyme Why then do I feel stressed down to my core Our world is faster paced than prior folk faced Not better, not worse, necessarily, but changed I’m sure for […]
Love Galore – Boston, 2015
I offer this verse to laud greater Boston today. For the first time, two LGBT groups banded together with Boston’s Irish to march in the annual St. Patrick’s Day parade. They say everyone is Irish on St. Patrick’s Day. This year, Boston’s laudable gesture bolsters truth. Love Galore – Boston, 2015 Large green brewskys tipped […]
Cheap Bead on a Necklace of Stars
When will we say enough is more than enough Will it be before our world, life cries, “time out” Will we be told, exit the stage, leave all our stuff Never convinced we knew what our play’s about Where have we gone wrong in the deeps of time Perhaps, a wrong person took a rock […]
Some Have, Some Will
Some have called me crazy, so many things worse Some have called me lazy; work smarter no curse Some have called me hazy; as I accept all, diverse Some have called me mazy, as rarely am so I terse Some have called me liberal; won’t be held captive Some have called me gullible; it is […]
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