A small problem
What was not so clearHas given itself to some transparencySitting as if in daylightResigned helplesslyTo your blindednessYou notice yourselfAs if for the first timeBut it’s comfortably familiarThis is fittingAnd describable no lessYou are a manIntelligent but not the featurePassionate is your nameYou seek to taste beautyCreating it is your great challengeAnd great desireOtherwise jollyRecklessly…
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Falling
My mind,
Wary and stubborn,
Stuck deconstructing you,
Yet my foolish heart could no longer wait.
These words burst out of me,
Like a soul’s desire to tear towards you,
To mix and become one,
Morsels be damned.
Your love was a source of inspiration,
Your eyes were a source of healing,
Your lips parted were silent beacons,
Their call louder than a whole world.
Your hands radiated love…,
And time…
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Walking Alone
I walk this path, On my shoulders, Those who are with me now, And those who have passed. I carry them on every path, Some are always there, Some come and go, Some are forgotten. I pay no mind, To how many there are, They are weightless, Resting on my shoulders. When my steps falter, When I stumble, Or slow down, They go to work. Some crawl into my mind, Some dive into my spirit, Some wait to be…
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My Homes
There There I exit a home Onto a street A perpetual noise Warmth radiates from every surface The wind is constant The sea beautiful and vast A mere distance away Nothing too far To be drowned at whim I like it there For many reasons Mirth is passed from hand to hand Not portioned and accounted Smiles come as easily As pain Here Here I exit a home Onto a street Quiet The silence always a…
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Gatekeepers
With its perpetual gatekeepers Self-championing They panic at the sight of you Their flat affect Flummoxed breathing Pens digging deep into their writing pads Frantic, mad inspectors You are a different specimen Regardless This cannot be allowed Are you looking? Gasp Writing pads jerked Closer to their hollowed out chests Their notes top secret They presume The results are in Your irregular…
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Freedom
This beautiful bird,
Settling on a perch,
Colourfully bright,
With beak and bite,
And full of pride,
What a sight!
Here in this locked cage,
Again prepares her rage,
The fight of at least an age,
Well-worn this page.
She readies her stance,
For this next dance,
Her beak a sharp lance,
Eyes in a keen trance.
Moving swiftly into action,
Reduces her obstacle to a fraction!
This winged warrior,
Victor…
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Social Isolation
He paces back and forth,
Stamping his feet,
And for good measure,
Flips over some furniture,
In the living room of my mind.
Dressed in slacks,
Shirt and a vest,
A tie and polished shoes,
Hair neatly parted on one side,
Moustache a neat horizontal patch.
Let me introduce you,
This is my madman,
He sometimes puffs on a pipe,
Pacing back and forth,
In my living room.
He is a man of many tongues,
Mumb…
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Apparitions
We are concerned
With this frontal apparition
It captivates us
And pulls at our minds
The threat it represents
Is real and must be addressed
To this we all agree fully
And we go to work
The undertaking is effortful
We want to do it justice
Root-cause analysis and resolution
Taking generations
I am not here for it
Nor the resolution
I am here to snap my fingers
At your eyes with my words
To hold…
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Watch this!
Spotlight and music Watch her dance Beats colouring her steps Commanding movements Band's musical notes notice Apparating mid-air Bobbing to her rhythm Watch the watchers Hearts defibrillated Desires syncopated Eyes caught in her magnet Some see the beating steps Some follow the flowing curves Some see the happy musical notes Watch the spectacle Of the spectacle Unexpected social…
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Aftershocks
Your dark eyes
Still plummet my soul
Bracing I hope for a pool
Or a well
But the only truth waiting
Is solid ground
Shocking pain
And I return
And become myself
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The writing has paused
I’ve forgotten how to write,
The summer has been so bright,
And the creative well runs light,
Dear reader, I know, what a sight,
Excuse me while I take time to make this right.
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All these years of eyebrow exercise are going to pay off now that masks are turning socially distanced flirting into a forehead-based activity.
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I am convinced that a great work of fiction can impart more lessons and perspectives to a reader than any great work of nonfiction ever could.
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“I can’t hold enough of you in my hands.”
— Franz Kafka
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Art
Art can strive to remind us of the larger picture, to bring us out of the little boxes that we use to keep safe. Art should strive to remind us that we can choose to have beating hearts larger than life, that we are so much more and that we can do so much more. Each one of us carries a piece of humanity and of the Earth, each one of us has the potential to move humanity and the Earth. A work of…
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