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  • seeds

    In the ground the seeds are stirring
    waiting Spring's clarion call
    cease your rest, disturb your comfort

    Will you sit idle until the drops
    reach your bed deep in the soil
    content to let another bloom in your place

    or has your garden been kept
    meticulously, carefully, dutifully
    awaiting your …
  • Drink Deeply

    Conventional wisdom says
    Ignore your sorrows
    be grateful and force joy
    This is wrong

    Sorrows denied metastasize
    becoming despair
    or anger
    or worse

    Bathe in your sorrows
    Let them wash over you
    They desire only
    to be acknowledged

    Allow yourself to cry
    so that you may move on
    without a …
  • A meditation

    Choka | Poetic Forms

    From Above

    O'er Spring's precipice
    looking from eternity
    all loves bloom supreme

    As Below

    There exists a man
    in a given time and space
    who finds himself where
    both love and lust intertwine.
    One a denizen,
    the other purely a guest.
    Where does he go to
    left …
  • autumn

    ---

    as Autumn sets in
    stark bright turns to mellow tones
    peace invigorates

    ---

    red green and yellow
    the earthen panorama
    now sepia cool

    ---

  • a question of life

    a machine
    creation of man,
    wire and solder
    a network
    of tiny, independent units
    of learning and adaptation
    code that can rewrite itself
    to account for
    experience
    that can adapt
    to how it's treated

    it's not made of
    sinew and bone
    of flesh and blood
    it's not mobile
    its components …
  • alien

    echoing into eternity
    enchanting
    a siren's song
    calling us forward

    enchanting
    hidden deep
    calling us forward
    simple and transfixing

    hidden deep
    an unknowable melody
    simple and transfixing
    its ethereal beauty

    an unknowable melody
    echoing into eternity
    its ethereal beauty
    a siren's song

    Inspired by Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 530

  • Graffiti: an ekphrasis

    Writing on the walls
    big and bold
    the multicolored stylizations
    tells me who was here
    as surely as a signature
    telling a story of movement
    ownership and individuality
    an outpouring of the soul
    ephemeral---one day
    washed away
    leaving the wall clear
    as if they'd never been there