The Trees seem to beckon
as the Sun sinks low,
but the Heat keeps me apart
from the World I’d like to know.
Clouds, obscure! Sun, blink!-
for a short Moment-
so I may venture,
and- no more- lament.
The Trees seem to beckon
as the Sun sinks low,
but the Heat keeps me apart
from the World I’d like to know.
Clouds, obscure! Sun, blink!-
for a short Moment-
so I may venture,
and- no more- lament.
This mirror distorts.
It outdoes the complexity of concavity
and convexity.
It ripples, the scene changes.
It matches the ego,
the mood of the day.
One current will rip through, the other
weaken. Positive.
Negative.
All the synapses connect here-
the hippocampian looking glass.
We are all shoved under the microscope.
We are each choked by leashes of wire.
We’ve spent years within stores,
at garage sales, perusing someone else’s memories,
because what we have isn’t good enough.
In the end, the “good citizens” are the ones that don’t acknowledge the surveillance.
In the end, the ones that speak up
cause change.
Thunder sings in
its tremulous language. Rain pours
down like oh-so-many tears.
If only
it would crystallize
like I wish my thoughts would.
Observation is
more of a ceaseless,
thankless occupation
whose rewards are never seen
by the observer- the one who records.
Blue-gray clouds never scrutinize.
Not the way
the observer does.
Were the Stars my Eyes,
I could truly see-
not just worldly Beauty-
but- vast Eternity.
I never knew that
opening the white door,
leaving the painted white porch,
and walking into the grass,
into the trees, out
onto the hill,
would open up a new world for me-
one that was not even far
from home-
until I did so.
In Isolation
my Ideas flurry-
like snow- and congeal-
with Focus, sans Worry.
“You’re so nice.
You’re not good,
you’re not bad,
you’re just NICE.
I’m not good,
I’m not nice,
I’m just RIGHT.” ~The Witch, from “Last Midnight”
from “Into the Woods” by Stephen Sondheim.
“Reality has a funny way of contradicting our firmly held beliefs.”
~from Yangki Christine Akiteng.
I like this quote, because it can be so true.