Showing posts with label us. Show all posts
Showing posts with label us. Show all posts

Sunday, October 22, 2023

Written in stone



All in 

One moment

I understood the

Buddha's parable about walking

with a stone in your shoe-.

I suddenly knew

It could happen to anyone

Anytime 

and after inspecting the painful

if minuscule annoyance

I found the stone

Made of calcified fragments, merely

Memories compressed and pushed out

like bone spurs sloughed off 

and re-attached to thought

Like a tumor.

Every step, someone else's shoes -

That was

Us

Now all that is left

is the loose stone

from the right shoe. 


Painting by Pierre-Auguste Renoir (1841-1919), 'Woman tying her shoe' in Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.

Friday, February 10, 2017

US versus They


It is a plot to divide US
It is a ruse to stimulate a surplus of national pride in US
It is a ploy, we are the toys.

They use trigger words to incite, to goad and prod US along
As though branding were everything, to US
As though we wanted nothing more than blue fescue, rather than
greener grass, voracious verdant vines with bosky blades as tall as bamboo, success.
They use hot keys to gain entry into our pockets and private dark places.
They use races sorted by skins as friendly competition
They pull heart strings and the wrong note reverberates.
Here.
The game must have players who want to win.
The business must have buyers who need to lose some extra cash.
The nation needed a nemesis, they wish hate was more common than sense,
It was
Easier
To fight
US.



Artwork By Lily Furedi (Smithsonian American Art Museum) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Thursday, May 26, 2016

The Legend of They (Hi-Q)


What if the story
was not about us and them
would we still listen?















Image of painting by Elizabeth Forbes [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Saturday, May 7, 2016

A-maze-meant


There are no eyes
in Truth
But here the ears
in Tears?

The suffix us
is absent in Time
When spoken aloud
the past is drawn out...

Symbols do not say
what they stand for
they are under-stood

we are lost
in awe-some
(of us).




Image By Scanned by Aristeas (Roman Eisele). Artist of woodcut unknown. (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

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