Red wing and moonlight
Homeward bound this red-eye flight
Travel ejection
Homeward bound this red-eye flight
Travel ejection
Category: Poetry
La Solidaritat La Nostra Millor Arma
Resistance no more
This is an image
Of revolution
A call to arms
For the repressed
In Catalonia
This is an image
Of revolution
A call to arms
For the repressed
In Catalonia
An image, too
For us
We have been the prey
Separated from the pack
Divided
Kept down
Exploited
Dominated
Fed upon
By the fat cats
La Solidaritat
La Nostra Millor
Arma
Solidarity
Is our best
Weapon
Run them off
We have the numbers
We have the power
On the Move
Unfocused
Unresolved
Motion blurred
Unresolved
Motion blurred
Unsettled
Uncertain
Movement fractured
Undeterred
Unrelenting
Moving forward
Bird Feeders
Don’t feed the pigeons
Signs said in three languages
But who would stop them?
Signs said in three languages
But who would stop them?
Caught ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #186
I watch the world
From a distance
With a falcon’s eye
From a distance
With a falcon’s eye
Steal moments
From unknown lives
Recorded
For all time
Subjects unaware
But for the occasional eye
Catching me
On my surreptitious perch
At the shutter’s release
Sheepishly
I set the lens aside
And with a nod
Beg forgiveness
For my crime
Bricks & Mortar
For every wall I have built
For every rampart erected
To protect my being
I have also opened my heart
I have also bared my soul
For every rampart erected
To protect my being
I have also opened my heart
I have also bared my soul
After so many bricks
And so much mortar
I am beginning to understand
Which is the stronger gesture
Which offers the greatest protection
Columbus
Revered & Reviled
A man of his time
Ahead of his time
Discoverer & Destroyer
Of worlds
A man of his time
Ahead of his time
Discoverer & Destroyer
Of worlds
A harbinger
Of things to come
Of times extant
Of days which always were
And may always be
Until we find our way
To a better way
Create a better world
The Light Plays a Song
The light plays a song
For my heart
While my soul
Dances
For my heart
While my soul
Dances
Patterns of Opposites
I try to follow
The myriad lines
Creating the myriad forms
Regular and irregular
Symmetric and asymmetric
A cacophony of harmonies
Patterns within broken patterns
Broken again to form patterns
The myriad lines
Creating the myriad forms
Regular and irregular
Symmetric and asymmetric
A cacophony of harmonies
Patterns within broken patterns
Broken again to form patterns
In them the complexity of life
Perfect imperfection
Destabilized and fortified
A confusion of order
A diffusion of resolution
I breathe in
The beauty of opposites
Comprising the oneness
Of being
Heavens ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #185
I gaze into the metaphor
Heavens above
Ringed by saints
Flanked by angels
Heavens above
Ringed by saints
Flanked by angels
Spirit moved
By the artistry
By the grandeur
By the grace
I know there are saints
Not like these saints
I know there are angels
Not like these angels
I know there is god
Not like this god
I know there is heaven
Not like this heaven
Spirit moved
By these metaphors
Manifest
In the people
I have known
In the places
I have been
In the light
I have seen
In the grace
I have experienced
In the beauty
I have created
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