Opposable Thumb
Our love affair with our mind, which freed us.
But I remind you of this humble digit,
But I remind you of this humble digit,
Which put us on our feet,
So our grasp could reach higher,
Until at last I feel
Burn it off
Burn it away
Patinaed shell
This armour plate
Which walls me off
From light’s deceit
Reveal raw flesh
Beneath repose
So I must feel
The pain it knows
Burn it away
Patinaed shell
This armour plate
Which walls me off
From light’s deceit
Reveal raw flesh
Beneath repose
So I must feel
The pain it knows
Breathing Fire
If I could build a castle
Post sent’nels breathing fire
Would you wear glass slippers
And deign to call me sire?
Post sent’nels breathing fire
Would you wear glass slippers
And deign to call me sire?
If we could live a fairy tale
With spells, I would acquire
For you the gold that glitters
Our true love would inspire
Words come
Words come
Through sources unbidden
Through sources unbidden
Not intended
For me alone
I write them
Or not
Love is easier
I am as baffled by our ability to love as our ability to hate, and especially baffled by people who seem to love hating. How is that possible?
I no longer have the energy for hate. It brings me no pleasure, no relief, only tension, pain, anger.
As grains of sand
We drift through time
As grains of sand
Jostled by ripples
Upon dunes unseen
As grains of sand
Jostled by ripples
Upon dunes unseen
Now we are five
Five
We were six
Now we are five
I just need something…
Something to focus on
Something other than what was
A bit more vibrance, please
It’s not going to be much of a sunset I realize, walking onto the pier beside Ambleside Beach. There’s a little colour there, a subtle tinge lingering beneath the pale sky peeking through grey clouds. The ocean shimmers, just a bit, below the horizon.
Steampunk Penmanship
Letters flow from nibs
With sleek lines and sharp angles
Riveted and welded together
In a haphazard harmony of spare parts
Constructing the machinery of meaning
With sleek lines and sharp angles
Riveted and welded together
In a haphazard harmony of spare parts
Constructing the machinery of meaning
Pix to Words 