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The Garden
Hot and sweaty she enters the house. The flowerbed is ready now for planting. She walks into the bathroom and looks into the mirror for her reflection. Studying the lines on her face that are beginning to show her age she looks at herself long and hard, searching for an answer. In...
For a moment united
Destined to divide
Oil and water will not blend
Droplets dancing side by side
Each forced to stay free
No container will suffice
To hold the two together
Shaken with great force
Momentary joy - dispersed
(haiku's)
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
always going on in my head.
I can't seem to stop it.
So, I take out my IPod
just to drown myself out.
I need to write stuff out
but my time is always
needed for other things.
Then I feel selfish
if I complain.
I'm never alone these days
except...
Inside out
I want to live inside out
But I don't know how
To turn myself about
So the days go on
Just another day
Much like the others
Same shade of grey
It's at night I get to dream
Dream dreams of colour
Not just reds, blues, yellows and greens
But hues I've never before seen...
The party was awkward, of course. What I mean is...I am awkward at parties.
I hate parties but my girlfriend has been inviting me to her Christmas parties for years, although I rarely make an appearance. In fact, I've only been to one and that was over a decade ago.
I was at the park...
I walk amidst the quiet sounds
Autumn season, a time of stead
The stillness and the calm surrounds
The earth like a restful bed
Amid the quickening signs of decay
Still sleek and slender, though turning pale
Grasses once green, tall and straight
Now rest nonchalantly along the plane
Droplets...
Words . . .
sometimes the most hurtful
the most powerful weapon of all
once spoken . . .
can never truly be taken back
because the wounds move
from the inside out . . .
Taut surface breaks free as I
Crash the boundaries illusion
Of stillness and calm
Headlong, I rush through
Tiny fragments cascade down
Glittering in the sun
The media is a large part of the process of spreading hatred; even whilst condemning the act, they feed upon it as they dangle the bait in anticipation of a larger drama . . .
A person made large due to the magnification of himself by others, will feed upon the bitter fruit of becoming the...
Into the darkness
Reality fades softly
Unknown embracing
As dreams gently float
Gliding, downward descending
Ecstasy falling
The life of the mind
A moments awakening
Captured in between
(This is about that moment between dreaming and waking.)
What is Holy
Is made profane
When hatred inspires
An act of defense
A moment to conspire
What was profane
Becomes Holy
A Holy illusion
Dangerously built with
Orchestrated confusion
New toys sure are grand
And we’re so excited to get them
Old toys are placed into crates and boxes
thinking they will be there to be played with later
but then are soon forgotten.
What was new then becomes old
and so the cycle continues
Then one day
when we are old and grey
we...
Not all words merit expression
Like daggers thrown in quick succession
No relief do they provide
As they hit their marks, cut and divide
Now it is my own tongue that I must bite
As I resist the urge to return, strike for strike
Repetitive expletives form in defense
No sooner thrown, I drown in...
I think I'll make a crazy quilt
It won't matter if the pieces
are odd colors, shapes, and sizes
It's what holds it together
Bringing unity out of chaos
Wisdom out of acceptance.
A flock of blackbirds floating through the sky
As they swayed from side to side,
In their center I saw one who was white.
She stayed in their midst as they danced in the air,
Steadfast there no matter the direction.
As though she knew the surrounding darkness,
was her protection from the...
The people mutter and
talk amongst themselves
The meaning, they say, is this
The meaning, they say, is that
Muddying up the
waters that were
for bathing
for cleansing
for restoring
Such that no one
could come clean
Words floating
like scum at the top
Then...the Lord...
Thoughts scatter about
hither and thither
reach out to touch
as prosthetic members
Like arms and legs
a body of words
are written between
each phantom memory
(a few words about loss)
"To be, or not to be: that is the question:"
If that is the question because you're bewildered
If you find yourself between and betwixt
Becalm your condition for it is not to bewailed
Bedazzle completely so as to not to befog
Beget thoughts immaculate, mire not to bedraggle
Believe...
When all is light, it is hidden from our sight
Like stars washed out by the sun’s rays
Their splendor only revealed at night
Peripheral night vision…sight held at bay
Avert searching eyes, from the place of location
Sought by the mind, while scanning the seasons
At long last to witness...
I touch her forehead
Hot from the fire within
Burns like a bonfire
Set sail with the wind
Sleeping angel at battle
with cheeks that burn red
A blanketed fragility
Spread upon too large a bed
Fluttering eyes barely open
To the sense of a cool hand
Offering up a weak smile...