Showing posts with label a lone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label a lone. Show all posts

Monday, October 7, 2019

following


in fews and some succinct
far betweens
where seeing is belief, a chasm
yawns

-wait-
let me reassemble this and that
together

it will come

Open

in relaxed moments, boxes
like these
corners

converse

wait and see
or not
and never mind-

prophecy, like karma
thinks
a lone to only one

conclusion

there is no watcher here
a wake.




Painting by Charles W. Bartlett, 1908 in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Friday, December 11, 2015

A lone danger


The more I am
alone
the more time
I am alone,
alone, a-lone
a lone
one
I am
late, so late, elated, and finally full,
joyful, full of over-brimming bliss
an energy to explore, a desire to dive down
deeper and intimately drown in my senses,
swallowing all self whole.
I smile at leaving a gaping hole
where the eye
is spotted, leaving it beheaded and indebted
for the fruitful loss of self, rare in its abundance
we never say we like me this way today...
We re-cognitize, recognize our righteousness
doesn't come without cue
We have been wrong
pre-occupied
so long, a good bye, even now
I tremble,
still
a lone
euphoric
one,
only, once-ly
lately
lonely
wanting more
of less.



Image of painting by Paolo Veronese, Muse with a Lyre (c.1561), [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

And then...

  Change is like that strong smell of cut grass or chopped wood that stops you still. Patterns, a symbol can be an illegible sign,  at first...