Tag: Valencia

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Shadow and Light, Museu de les Ciències, Ciutat de les Arts i les Ciències, Valencia, Spain

Leaving The Grey Between

We are these incredible creatures
Of both darkness and light
We keep buried so very deeply
So we might never know how full
Is the pain of our despair
Or the beauty of our spirit
Or the strength we might show
If we could but release ourselves
From the grey we have created
To keep the best of ourselves
And the worst of ourselves
Beneath the skin
Beneath our consciousness
Beyond our capacity
To love
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Empty Cafe, Museu de les Ciències, Ciutat de les Arts i les Ciències, Valencia, Spain

Something a Little Bit Right

It was great when I heard
My favourite cafe opened up again
Hadn’t had a decent cuppa in over a month

Can’t afford an expresso machine of my own
Just the bodum I picked up at the grocery
The day I also found yeast

Yeast!

Rarer than toilet paper

Rarer than a kiss for a single bloke like me
In this freakin’ pandemic

Anyway, the bodum
If you double the usual amount of grounds
I suppose it’s OK
If you got really good beans
Real dark, the Tanzanian is the best
Ground to the perfect chunkiness
But it ain’t nuthin’ like Frank’s americano

I suppose even if I had an expresso machine
It still wouldn’t be nuthin’ like Frank’s

I dunno
The guy’s magic

And a good guy too
We get on
I’ve followed him around for a while
His fourth cafe in five years
“I get bored if I stay in one place too long”
He told me once

So anyways
I hear the cafe’s opened up again
An’ I rush right out there

I see through the glass
Frank’s on today
Sweet!

I also see inside there’s a bit of a queue
And the tables and chairs are all set out
Lined up tickety-boo
Sparse and empty
Like a display in an upscale furniture store

Every time I walk in here
I get the same tingly feeling up my spine
Heat on the back of my neck
That cringe you get
When you feel like you’re in the wrong place

I like Frank’s last cafe better than this one
It has armchairs and a fireplace
All warm and cozy
Like a family room
I’d hang there for hours
Chattin’ up regulars and whoever

This one’s all artsy as fuck
Greys and blacks
Angular and hard
Not the kinda place you go to hang
I almost always take my java togo

I got no reason to hang
People come here to confer with clients
Whine to their colleagues
About their stock market woes
Suit and tie designer shit

“Aesthetics”
Frank told me once
“Looks over comfort”
“Image over presence”

Ass thet icks

Fuck that shit

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Palau de les Arts Reina Sofia, Ciudad de las Artes y las Ciencias, Valencia, Spain

Convergence

All that is
Converges on a single point
Where all that is known and imaginable
Exists in the experience and imagination
Of a single sentience

Earth alone
Is home to billions of such convergences
Leading to this gesture of humility:
How can I know this convergence of mine
Is the best of billions

Or even any good at all

All I know
Of the billions of others
Is at best learned conjecture
Even with the most intimate knowledge
Thus am I both creator and interpreter

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Palau de les Arts Reina Sofia, Ciudad de las Artes y las Ciencias, Valencia, Spain

Mass ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #221

Heavier even than Earth
Yet I soar
A majestic dirigible

Laden with history
And regrets
Lofted by hope
And purpose
Levied by love
And compassion

Most days I carry the weight
Lightly, aloft
Some days I cannot leave the berth
Tethered, grounded

So I touch the Earth
Am grateful for its stability
That I always have a place to land
Rest, and free myself of burdens

Then breathe deeply
Filled and empty
I take to the skies again