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Lights in the Landscape | #100days of poetry
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pohem · 5 years ago
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"they're only words,"
she said,
wind wants what it wants
and it is willing
to push apart
drum and conch
then weedle into
days and dreams
ways and schemes
it hurries to harm
as these
winding words shape
our synapses
and shake
our selfishness
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pohem · 5 years ago
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53.
sorrow
shapes us
winds that chisel
edging, sharper-softer,
swords. surround
the hilt is
not handled
hinder all
our
workwards
cinder all
our narrow
feet and footing
found underneath
our soles
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pohem · 5 years ago
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linger
in my palm
in the heart
of my hands
these stones set for throwing
into windows of water
breaking our distancing
those tides
turning tension
into turmoil
a fuming apparatus
now earthed
silent and
still
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3.
in the rig
of the edge,
on fire
in the sea
and sunk beneath
waves
of sunlit seige
pleads in passing
the underworld calling
romancing our
toothless tangles
all salt and swarthy
a scratching
at the hull of
mouths & maw
these canines glint
as the water finds
the lungs
our long lost love
cantering to
come undone
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pohem · 5 years ago
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2.
ran
the glassic
distance
of red light nights
and distant sirensong,
wailing
through
the static of the city
metahegemony
— the gaze, male,
that maze, burning electric
as scoped by satellites
we are the waves
will not waiver,
relentlessly drumming
the shores of liars
those false idols
and robberBarrons
our voices will be heard
in legends and in legions
no lesion left unsalted
we will open the tombs of wounds
we will be heard
we
will
be
heard
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pohem · 5 years ago
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1.
hindsight,
further finder
weary
we are
parting ways
to paths uncertain
in boats
destined for waters
uncharted lives
but how is this new?
everything's uncharted
unsung
we are new -
heroes and helpers
of songs
yet to come
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#100days What Can You Do in One Hundred Days?
⚠️ 100 DAYS of POETRY RETURNS!
| @Lyinghere | BryanJ.McLean
LIGHTS IN THE LANDSCAPE •
2020 Edition which runs March to July.
{ the wilds, inside, a wilderness, lost & longing as the shadows linger, and the lights in the landscape are calling }
100 DAYS of POETRY | @Lyinghere | BryanJ.McLean @100daysPoet #npm19
Join me once again for #100days of Poetry 2020 Edition!
— poet, painter, multidisciplinary artist, musician, and author, Bryan J. McLean was Raised and educated in Ontario, he has lived in various cities and worked for various corporations all across Canada.
Writing content and poetry for over fifteen years, originally trained as a fine artist, and is a student of technology, literature, Soto Zen Buddhism, & psychology. Bryan is a literary artist that brings us dark, exciting writing in a deep language that shows all of us as a generation fighting to live under great transition.
He currently resides in Calgary, Alberta with his wife, daughter, and dog.
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#100days What Can You Do in One Hundred Days?
⚠️ 100 DAYS of POETRY RETURNS!
| @Lyinghere | BryanJ.McLean
LIGHTS IN THE LANDSCAPE •
2020 Edition which runs March to July.
{ the wilds, inside, a wilderness, lost & longing as the shadows linger, and the lights in the landscape are calling }
100 DAYS of POETRY | @Lyinghere | BryanJ.McLean @100daysPoet #npm19
Join me once again for #100days of Poetry 2020 Edition!
— poet, painter, multidisciplinary artist, musician, and author, Bryan J. McLean was Raised and educated in Ontario, he has lived in various cities and worked for various corporations all across Canada.
Writing content and poetry for over fifteen years, originally trained as a fine artist, and is a student of technology, literature, Soto Zen Buddhism, & psychology. Bryan is a literary artist that brings us dark, exciting writing in a deep language that shows all of us as a generation fighting to live under great transition.
He currently resides in Calgary, Alberta with his wife, daughter, and dog.
#100days of Poetry ©BryanJ.McLean 2020 @Lyinghere
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pohem · 5 years ago
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52.
all moments
small and broken
where we are all
small and broken
but the pieces linger
they come and go
back together
like tigerseye,
t-automation,
zero limits
in the heart,
our hands
left holding
all these
small
and broken
moments
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pohem · 6 years ago
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51.
hollow moths
beat the panes
. of lit lanterns.
— outside the night
eats the legs of trees
leading up
the mountain side;
inside the light
eyes search the walls
for sleep's embrace
and the daughters of nyx
laughing softly ;
these moths
could drown
in all the thoughts
that have filled
our ocean's full
and still
the outside
stillness
rustles in
its own sleep
as the dark
(and the house
of erebus)
lingers on
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pohem · 6 years ago
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50.
am I
woodsmoke
or saltwater
nightbirds nesting into
ptolemaic tellings
in sipid sun signs
simplified and sighed
should the sugar dot the i
in the waning wake
of you and i
filament feed
on the upper eye
(udjat)
Horus/hawkish faced
the secret eye
turned to
swollen bellies
in each
and
every
iris
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pohem · 6 years ago
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thursday.
at last thursday.
the last thursday.
raining on the ride in
staining on the sides
of passing through
moments,
made hard,
shaped soft,
and in the middle
doubts absolved
of what future fears, fought
frought success is
sometimes completion
simple sets passed
but completed
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pohem · 6 years ago
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what bird in sky
fish in lake
or fox in forest
fits, finding in scope
a stillness of sorrow
are yesterday's
moments
tied to rocks
receding
under currents,
just as
(f)oxes fast
as Faust,
in their
priming way,
made weaker
and weeping,
kneel-ed
and humbled
in the shadow
of standing trees
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pohem · 6 years ago
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47.
what do
we have to offer
but our silence
when
there could be
rain drops
we are
course-less
in rising waters
in knots of gale
we are
navigators
on open seas
without our charts
what do
we have to offer
but empty hands
waiting
and open
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pohem · 6 years ago
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( self, letting go
doesn’t mean )
clouded monk,
monk on a road,
blue-grey rains
patter;
a threat; cumulonimbus, nimbus.
yet unattached to the road,
or even their clothed-back,
feet finding
mirth in miles
free as compassion in action
when wings take flight..
little wings,
little hearts,
beating into
a thundering sky..
as non-attachment
attaches meaning
to heartmarks –
their worth:
a coin in hand,
and a single sole
upon the road.
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pohem · 6 years ago
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b.
have we hardened –
and can no longer change
cannot move on
as palms pressing rocks
into our ridges
feral, fight and frothing;
yet, can we not,
as stalled stones,
be broken open
(by the gritted ground,
touching faces)
and turn our
parted pieces
back into seeds
at the ready,
a waiting earth,
swallowing again,
swallow's call
(a welcomed bell, ringing)
for new growth.
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