Two Forward, One Back

Oh boy what spirit!
Inertia breaking at will

The ground is doing the walking tonight
Moon-shadows are holding stride

All globe and no snow
Unbound in the know

Lining shelves for times low
Peeks over shoulders on cold morning rows

Let us be mindful – never fearful – of all things in space
For there’s ice most thin on which we skate

In a moment…in adherence to truth and change
Once bountiful order now shudders and quakes

Names and faces are interchanged
Our respective Shires now food for flames

It is the hour of the phoenix…and lettuce…and snails
When matter is found only in the word of the tail

Remember:

Events and intervals are bound like lovers
Chaos on one level is harmony on another’s




Chair

take a seat
but don’t take it with you
character assumed
practical too

are you elegant?
rustic yet refined?
comfy or minimal?
all combined?

is there room for one more? two??
someone’s free-spirited
centre-stage or tucked away?
accessories? someday?

anyway, characters change
it goes both ways
i submit that to sit
is to surrender the reigns

As Promised

Diamond on vinyl
Caught in the spindle
Thirty three and a third
Heather knows the word

And with Heather
You know the weather
Whether you want to, or not
My gosh, she speaks of the weather a lot

Beyond the veil of thoughts
Is a peaceful place
Where meaning is placed
In Truth’s embrace

Recognise Yaz?
She knows Truth’s taste
Thinking only of thoughts, she says,
Is seeing only one face

But alas for many
This is the case
Lurching from static
In ceaseless chase

Though in all directions
There’s slipping in soap
Still, aim for remote
Channel effort and hope


This and That

Galloping the horses go
Right where I say so
Film and record the scenes for show
Pick the pace but not too slow

All yours for now and then
Mastering Humanities and the STEM
Throw a stone and stash a gem
Nurse the eggs like a mother hen

We shouldered gelatine galaxy storms
We stomached scathing cosmic scorns
Now we floss fangs and other chores
and flirt with humour until sounds of snores

Between Myself & Everything

Between myself and everything
Think of the bee
Consider impulsivity
Consider a child
Tugging at your sleeve

Do not ignore
Pick them up, and ask what’s up
Everything deserves integration

Water wrapped neatly
Untying of string
Condemns a deluge into one’s lap

To avoid missing the point entirely
Consider a cat falling through space
Consider yourself falling through time
Be like a cat.
You are manifested in your destruction

Manifesto

Article 1: The truth is a terrible thing, but nothing compared to falsehood

Article 2: The thing you want most can only be found in the place you least want to look

Article 3: Spend time investigating theories of ‘You’ (or ‘I’)

Article 4: Don’t confuse the menu with the food

Article 5: Your mind is the greatest asset you possess

Article 6: Do not let pride or shame steer the ship

Article 7: When action precedes thought, you are being genuine

Article 8 (or there a-bouts): imperfection