PEI
As French as steeples
As English as potatoes
Unceded by the Mi’kmaq
“Lying in the Water”
Epekwitk
Tag: history
Release
I look back
In order to move forward
Bring the past
Into the present
Record the history
So I can release it
Carry the memory
Leave the emotional toil
Of glories and traumas
In the wake
Frame ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #279
The Past
Cropped and framed
Colour corrected and edited
Burnished and patinaed
To make a picture
That tells the story
I wish to remember
Nature & Time and Time & Nature
Nature and time
Eat away
At rings
Of hidden time
The history
Kept by nature
A Present I Still Remember
I remember the litter before “Give a Hoot! Don’t Pollute!”
I remember the smog before the Clean Air Act
I remember it sung “the world is a ghetto” all the truer now
I remember the smog before the Clean Air Act
I remember it sung “the world is a ghetto” all the truer now
Left to wonder how so few can remember
From where we have come
To where we’ll return
And where we are stuck
Another Time
From another time
Gaze upon another world
From another time
Gaze upon another world
From another time
The Mere Fact of Existence
Feeling the arc of Earth
Below me
Atmosphere
Thick with sky
Below me
Atmosphere
Thick with sky
Crossing terrain and distance
The minutes pass as days once did
For greater men than me
When only Prometheus
Had tested the sky
The land rolls by
All the while stoking awe
Not just for historical men
Bound to Earth
Also for this small speck of stone
This mote of blue
With its invisible billions
In an incomprehensible emptiness
Then, awe too for this small speck of flesh
His hubris of no small magnitude
Believing he matters at all
For the mere fact of knowing his existence
His feeble attempt for eternity
Words released into the twin fantasies
Of consciousness and silicone
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
Windows
Windows from some unknown world
Unto some other unknown world
None which I have ever known
And may not ever know
Though with imagination
Images gained from books and film
I construct a room to serve
The needs of sultans and imams
Rich tapestries and silken rugs
Exotic woods and metals
Carved and cast exquisitely
Servants and the visitors
Pilgrims and the diplomats
Bustling in the courtyard splendour
All in reverence to the will
Of God and those who know his ends
Within these windows and their view
Unto some other unknown world
None which I have ever known
And may not ever know
Though with imagination
Images gained from books and film
I construct a room to serve
The needs of sultans and imams
Rich tapestries and silken rugs
Exotic woods and metals
Carved and cast exquisitely
Servants and the visitors
Pilgrims and the diplomats
Bustling in the courtyard splendour
All in reverence to the will
Of God and those who know his ends
Within these windows and their view
How Far We’ve Yet to Go
In an old place
Beneath a brooding sky
Threatening clouds
Keep their promises
Beneath a brooding sky
Threatening clouds
Keep their promises
I reflect
On battlements
And palaces
And understand
We’ve come not so far
As we believe
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