Category: Abstract

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Parallelograms, circles and organics, Surrey Public Library, BC, Canada

Geometry ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #269

Geometries of Euclidean beings
Dominate the irregular perfections
Of organic patterns

And I
A lover of both
Math and nature
Am left unsure

Which is
The greater beauty

Is such judgment
Even necessary

Or wise
After all

Beauty itself
Is the construct
Of an eye
And a mind

Who am I to say
What you should find

Beautiful

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Golden Bowl, Bridge Studios, Vancouver, BC, Canada

Light ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #267

Once the light entered the bowl
Something magical happened
Something I’ll probably
Never fully understand

The light coalesced
Hardened
Formed swirling tendrils
Of incandescence

Well
I understood one thing

Light was alive

No
Not alive

Conscious

And what I was witnessing
Was the comingling
Of unmanifested being
One each to a tendril

Swimming as if a school of fish
In a golden bowl
Struck just the right way
By the sun

And then it was gone
Light
Was merely light
Again

But some trick of the cosmic tail
Had let me in on the secret
Because in an instant
I’d known

Light
Is love
And love
Is light

When we are unmanifested
In this purest spirit form
We know this as surely as
The necessity of a breath

We know it in a way
A brain cannot grok
But our manifest purpose
The meaning of our existence

Is to remember

And for a moment
Looking into a sunlit bowl
I remembered

A glimpse of the unknowable
Out of the corner of my eye

A memory I struggle to keep
Every day

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Autumn's Lingering Hues, Pacific Spirit Regional Park, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada copy

Vibrance ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #266

 Recall the vibrance
Once displayed in many hues
Now no more than trace remains
Though brightness scattered
Here and there

Decay sets in
Drains true nature
Of its lifely due
Thus am I left
With naught but mem’ries

Fading fast

Remiss this guard
Of summer past
Which lingers still
In so few leaves
Fallen to the forest floor

There soon enough
Back to earth
Will they be drawn
And all that was
Will then be gone

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Yellow Chair, Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada

Sunshine ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #264

It waited for her
The little yellow chair
At the back of the house
In the little nook
Hidden away
From anyone’s eyes

Late afternoon sunshine
Filtered through
The winter boughs
Eaves and overhangs
Sheltered her
From the usual Vancouver rain

But today
The sun
Fell on
Her little sunshine chair

A cigarette
And long moments
Filled with thoughts
Without consequence
Smalltalk daydreams
To pass the time
In seeming silence
While she chattered
With herself
About nothing

Beside the red house
Which was all red inside
Though the walls were white
And the Late Colonial furniture
In browns and blues

A quiet little moment
Of no small function
Before returning to
The dysfunction within

A small, life-saving moment
Of manufactured sunshine
Amplified
By the trickle of sun
Passing through naked branches

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Glass Bust, an icy face

Ice ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #261

His was a visage of ice
Cold, chiseled
A frosty burn to the touch
Which not even the fire
Of his desire
Could melt

It protected him
It destroyed him

It hardened him
It betrayed him

For anyone could see
Just below the surface
The heat his coldness
Would never emit

His was a visage of ice
Cold, chiseled
A frosty burn to the touch
Which not even the fire
Of his desire
Could melt

It protected him
It destroyed him

It hardened him
It betrayed him

For anyone could see
Just below the surface
The heat his coldness
Would never emit

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Touching, Time Exposure of some Random Netflix Show

Touching ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #256

In that blur
Of existence

When space becomes time
And time becomes space
When love becomes all possibility
And possibility infinite
And time timeless

I will find you
And always will

Because this is the thing
Between you and I
The connection without reason
The being without purpose
Except that we are always

Together

Whether far apart
Or side-by-side
Decades may pass
Without a touch
Though we are always

Touching

In the end
That is all we need know
About the unknowable

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Close Your Eyes, Time Exposure of some Random Netflix Show

Bastards

She closed her eyes
Heaved a sigh
Then made the choice
She’d always made
And always would

Don’t let the bastards get you down
She whispered
Drew another breath

Don’t let the bastards get you down
She said
Drew another breath

Don’t let this bastard get you down
She growled
Then held what remained of her breath

Until she could hold it no longer
Then simply let the breath go
And with it went all the bastards

Even the one who stood before her
Who knew her well enough
That there was no coming back
Once the door closed behind him

She listened for the squeaky hinge
The groaning spring
As the door slammed shut
With satisfying finality

Boots clattered across the porch
Down the steps
Scattering gravel in the drive

A creaky metal door opened
Then screeched shut

Two roars of an engine
The second sprayed gravel
Onto the porch
While the roar  drew away
Into the insurmountable distance
Just as he had over the last month

Soon enough the birdsong dispelled her reverie
And when she opened her eyes
The world already seemed brighter
With nary a bastard in sight