I travel through time
Not with feats
Of technology
But as an enterprise
Of imagination
Not with feats
Of technology
But as an enterprise
Of imagination
Tag: imagination
Improbable Things
Some creatures of this world
Compel my imagination
Beyond known bounds
Compel my imagination
Beyond known bounds
For what mindless thing
Of improbability
And random chance
Flutters and floats
Against ocean currents
Trailing feathery death
From gelatinous glass
Such splendid beauty and malice
In this ghost of the sea
Imagination
At first
I saw a concrete wall
Brightly painted
With a few cracks
Rain saturated
I saw a concrete wall
Brightly painted
With a few cracks
Rain saturated
But on closer inspection
I realized
It was the surface
Of a turquoise planet
Where a river once ran
Along a cerulean canyon
Carved through southern aqua badlands
Beyond what I can see
Sometimes
The road goes ever on beyond
The pow’r of eyes to see
The road goes ever on beyond
The pow’r of eyes to see
It carries on
Through lands unmarked
To where I cannot be
Though straight it drives
‘Cross many miles
It never does arrive
The Many Faces of Evil
I am fascinated
By the many faces of evil
Or, rather, the masks
Put on, not by the wearer
But by the eye and imagination
By the prejudice and will
Of individuals
And the masses
By the many faces of evil
Or, rather, the masks
Put on, not by the wearer
But by the eye and imagination
By the prejudice and will
Of individuals
And the masses
Evil is, so often
A quality of the namer
Rather than the named
Improbable Places
I love finding
Improbable places
Where my reason
And imagination
Are equally taxed
Improbable places
Where my reason
And imagination
Are equally taxed
When the unimaginable
Becomes reasonable
Imagination soars
Castles ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #44
A long shallow beach in the summertime
Children splash and laugh
Swim and frolic
Lay out on towels
In the hot sun
Browning young skin
On the fine grey sand
Children splash and laugh
Swim and frolic
Lay out on towels
In the hot sun
Browning young skin
On the fine grey sand
I the child
Dig down into the beach
Find the water
Swirl sand into slurry
Lift it out
Dripping from fingertips
An expansive beauty
I try to piece together
One seamless image of the world
From photographs taken
Miles and years apart
One seamless image of the world
From photographs taken
Miles and years apart
Edges unaligned
Contexts out of reference
Colours unbalanced
Pathmaker
To be where I want to go
I seek a path
Which takes me there
There is always a way
I seek a path
Which takes me there
There is always a way
Though I may have to fly
Rather than drive
I may have to walk
Rather than bicycle
Until the alien seems mundane
Travel takes me
To places I could never imagine
Experiences I could never dream
Worlds which seem alien
So I stay
Experience all I can
Give reign to imagination
Until the alien seems mundane
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