Tag Archives: #WRITERS
I Wonder?
What would I do with me, without you? Do any of us know what would be true? More than I was, less than I have been, A piece of me missing, no nib in my pen. Scratching at life but leaving no mark, Like rubbing two sticks, without spark. Words are too weak, should I […]
Left Handed Compliment
On a trip to the dentist, oh what fun. Needle jabs make your mouth numb. Sharp tools prod, the pleasures none. But not to go would surely be dumb. Sit in a chair, be stood on your head. Get up, a moment, ere you can walk. One side of your face feels like lead, For […]
Nothing Real
Today is like most other days Chores, a drive, then waiting, Waiting for this or that among Strangers and semi-strangers And then you find you have Misplaced a day, a date and Wonder how you missed it, Though it saw you. What if It were the most important Day you have ever lived or will? […]
Be a Child
Oh, to be a child again, Not knowing very much. Using magic, no word or pen; Most adults can no longer touch Poets, dreamers, no citation, The mad and sacred artists know; Close their eyes and touch creation. Childlike, they are able to alter the flow.
Begin Again
I have seen the future and I have even lived within it. Difficult, you understand, It’s now when you begin it.
Could Be
Wishing can work just like magic, Depending on your focus and intent. Careful, it could end up being tragic, Wonder how you got where you went. I’d love to hear what you think. I get very few replies, but I’ve never understood why.
Change, Not Merely
Watching Hockney’s moving landscape wall; Startled by images of dead birds, morphing. Speaks of the seasons the landscapes portray And the ever-fluid nature of nature, of life. We speak of capturing magic in a bottle. Our vain attempt to seize everlasting life. Rendered here in pixels, moving, shifting; We find a vision which reminds us […]
Beggar or Bard?
It cannot make any real difference Which way you might go, if you go Forward and don’t sit on the fence. On a fence, watch life, never know What might have been, no suspense. Sitting thus you’ll never ever move In any particular direction toward Any disaster or triumph to behoove Choice: boss, worker, beggar, […]
Already Been Said
Find your life, daily, picking on you, With little pinches in dribs and drabs? You are, no doubt, worrying at it, too, In the way we pick at, pull off scabs. It is not the death of a thousand cuts. Still, life’s petty problems wear us out. I tell you this with no ifs, ands […]
Otherwise, Begin Again
You may feel that politics must consume us and, I admit, everything seems scarier now. We should stay worried at what divides us, money, bigotry are pushed so we daily row. Otherwise, you may as well become a lush. If we don’t rethink our world bottom to top, we might as well blot out the […]
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