Would we dance?
As the night became our minds
Setting in
Gelatin
For my hand would be outstretched
For yours, calmly by
Like the pedestal
Spectacle
On my mind
Singularity
Would we dance?
Category: manly
Wild Breath (day 3118)
There is an animal that crosses the void
It’s path is not straight
It’s nose is it’s beacon
It knows and is not afraid
And justifiably conversely
Afraid when it does not know
Just like every other
Living organism.
It crosses the void
And stares into the eye of darkness
Tangled with streams of light
That make depth hard to perceive
For it is glorious, this darkness;
The heart of a wild breath
Beats strong in the shaking embers of life.
Soon Spring (day 3117)
The weather is confused right now.
Gray skies are followed by white lies
That melt away into the pools,
And trees look like they’ve begun
To shoot their buds and grow.
But freezing weather makes every step
Across the yard treacherous,
And winds howl with such gusto
Makes one think it’ll never be Spring again!
Some days the sun shines
And as I wait for water bucket to fill
I draw moonscapes with my breath in the air.
Other days I take my hat
And stuff it into my pocket
And slip and slide as I make my way
Up the hill for a view
That may tell me, give me some hope,
Of a Spring that is just around the corner.
Daily Reminder (day 3116)
Thus remark
I have inner patience
So I cannot
Grieve each instance
Frozen And Walking Without Gloves (day 3115)
Rotating pockets
With hands
Squinting
Big Wheel (day 3114)
Forever I am stuck
Inside a big wheel
Spinning
Like a magnetic false
Vaporizing in mist
Clouding my foresight
Wisdom
And around
To see again
Without ever forgetting
But losing all hope.
Pious People (day 3113)
Oh, let the pious people be
Let them be
They can carry the song
Let me free
And in the information rich
I shall love the respite
I shall crawl away
And gain the ground
I’ve never seen
For in the end
And underneath
A crawling seasoned spire
Shall carry on
As the last song
Dragon singing long.
Patient Pen (day 3112)
My worth grows
And I shall remain patient
Foreclose the bank
And sail the wind
For I have a gust
That is like the pen
Silent as itself
Torrent with all rain.
A Dream (day 3111)
I worked
Against the bugs
Against the winds
Against the offices
Calling my names
And stole my time
Against the setting sun
So I could watch
Another Spring
Sprouting up
Suffering (day 3110)
Worry left me
As I sat and pondered
What suffering
Shall I have
If all shall
Be gone?