I watch the pendulum arch back and forth
Steady in it's motion as it moves
between two extremes
It begins to slow and comes
to rest in the middle
The lesson is here
Showing posts with label imagery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label imagery. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 13, 2018
Thursday, March 16, 2017
Walk the Waves
First light and there is
no one around
Alone in silence
I walk down the hill
Sloping towards the beach
Waves call louder with each step
Sand gives and shifts below my feet
Water foams and licks the shore
At last the touch of cold water
soaks my feet and electrifies
my body into full alertness
I press forward into the
water as I sink deeper
into the salty depths
as my clothes cling
to me and my hair
grows wet I bob
up for a breath
inhale deeply
submerge
see the
land
bel
ow
no one around
Alone in silence
I walk down the hill
Sloping towards the beach
Waves call louder with each step
Sand gives and shifts below my feet
Water foams and licks the shore
At last the touch of cold water
soaks my feet and electrifies
my body into full alertness
I press forward into the
water as I sink deeper
into the salty depths
as my clothes cling
to me and my hair
grows wet I bob
up for a breath
inhale deeply
submerge
see the
land
bel
ow
Saturday, December 10, 2016
Monday, November 21, 2016
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Friday, August 1, 2014
Friday, May 16, 2014
5 fragments
invocation of the apocalypse
united through mutual fear and awe
sights too wondrous to be denied
to horrific to question eternity
my bones are not for sale
I haven't even died
There's nothing alcohol can't fix or fuck up.
united through mutual fear and awe
sights too wondrous to be denied
to horrific to question eternity
my bones are not for sale
I haven't even died
There's nothing alcohol can't fix or fuck up.
Labels:
5 fragments,
alcohol,
apocalypse,
imagery,
lines,
random
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
5 Non-sequiturs
I.
Let us hope there is never
a cure for death.
II.
A Well Paid Hypocrite.
III.
Fighting the Angels.
IV.
Locked away all day.
V.
The extinction of light.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Two Thoughts From The Drive Home
I.
Insects with halogen eyes
stare unblinkingly
as their red-lit rears run by.
II.
cold static burns
your finger tips
touch my lips
Insects with halogen eyes
stare unblinkingly
as their red-lit rears run by.
II.
cold static burns
your finger tips
touch my lips
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