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Instinct
Raucous geese swoop field
fraternity secret code
muffles throaty squawks
Sudden Storm
Change of season arrives
a startling revelation of nature’s own agenda
It arrives brisk and certain
unconcerned about the day’s forecast
or what the calendar says
Wet flurries settle sloppily
on unsuspecting pedestrians
white halos embracing hair
Bare feet peek out of open toed shoes
shivering at what they see
not quite ready for dark scratchy wool and boots
Sleet and snow climb lazily
onto any exposed surface
lingering in a detached manner
before slowly melting
Knowing soon
temperatures will dictate a grip
that cannot be so easily loosened
Poetic Justice
Snow blankets grimy
world, frosty composition
Shakespeare’s soft whispers
Disbelief
Today’s post was inspired by the current media discussion of violence against women following allegations against former CBC broadcaster Jian Ghomeshi. A question I saw earlier today asked, “How many women must speak out to equal the voice of one man?”
The room is dark
suffocating dark
Panic inducing lack of light despite sunny skies
autumn colors outdoors
It is a race to that safe place
before the spark is completely snuffed
before the dark becomes
consuming
overwhelming
overtaking all
A tiny haven awaits
sanctuary of sacred flame
buried deep within
pathway hidden
Alarm signals shrieking!
All senses on high alert!
Survival systems kick into high gear
“Do not let the flame be doused. Hold on to the light
at all costs”
Watching events unfold
as from a distance
Denial
Detachment
Betrayal
Trust is broken
cleaved into pieces by a
swift action
Shattered
Shards vibrating
Questioning
Why is this happening?
How can this be happening?
Violence
Heaving
Quiet
It has stopped
Darkness is all around
Blinded by emotion
quivering
fatigue
shame
It has stopped
But the journey
to recapture the flame
has just begun
It is buried deep
protected
A silent tear escapes
Egyptian Myth
Black scarab beetle
busy rolling across dunes
inscribing wishes
Milky Way
Milky way overflowed last night
spilling alabaster light into my life
Currents of ancient knowledge and history
flowed past my bedroom door
Gleefully I immersed myself in opalescent energy
shedding itself from borders of the galaxy
Ursa Major dipped low
growling amiably while helping me indulge
Angels hovered on the sidelines
excited as they watched events unfold
Aristotle, Pythagoras, Socrates and Galileo
mathematicians, scientists, mystics and priests
streamed by
splashing images of their ideas and philosophies as they went
Cassiopeia surged
Andromeda gushed
spiralling stars
rushing to escape their positions
I gulped and reveled in the shower of their wisdom
thriving in the unexpected arrival of this celestial accident
Sagittarius arched and bowed
amongst interstellar dust
I curtsied and giggled
at his chivalrous behaviour
As the star cluster
radiated and rotated
tried to right itself
I beamed
the magnitude of my aura
one with the universe
Dazed by the multitude of power
the flow of spirit
I slowly fell back
and remained prone
An orange hued giant star
floated back to the sky
as dawn approached
Galactic particles sprinkled on me
throughout the morning
Iridescent motes
tickling my thoughts
making me smile
Wallowing
Woke up this morning
took a moment to see
through blurry eyes
exactly what
was looking back at me
Garbage can lids
cardboard under my head
a dumpster spilling over
can’t remember what I did
what I said
Do you have a light
can you spare a dime
I thought things would be different
this time
Do you have a light
can you spare a dime
I really thought life would be different
this time
Went to a center
finally took someone’s advice
lost my wallet, my cigarettes, my hoodie
came away with lice
Story of my life
always seems to be
no matter what it is I do
bad luck follows me
Do you have a light
can you spare a dime
I thought things would be different
this time
Do you have a light
can you spare a dime
I really thought life would be different
this time
One hundred push ups
fifty sit ups with a kick
didn’t make a difference
left me feeling kinda sick
Don’t know why the fuss
wish people would let things be
let me face my own future
wallow in misery
Do you have a light
can you spare a dime
I thought things would be different
this time
Do you have a light
can you spare a dime
I really thought life would be different
this time
Puppeteer
An ornate time piece on a wrist
jeweled
shiny, elegant chrome chronograph
or matte finish
functional
practical, purposeful chronometer
A puppeteer’s handcuff
controlling movement subtly
directing thoughts subliminally
a marionette to be pushed, pulled, directed
Steady tick, tick, tick
hypnotizes
activity done mindlessly
going through motions without attention
glazed eyes
striving to make it from one
paycheque to the next
without breaking the strings of the masterminder
oblivious to the pull
of the masterminder
Second hand sweeps
behind the minute
behind the hour
striving to move ahead
but wired into place
hour leads
minute follows
second lapses
wired into place
pulled along by the others
gears and cogs manipulating movement
invisible strings manipulating movement
time manipulating movement
World focused on clocks and calendars
great energy expended keeping up to the time keepers
Obsession with timepieces
and calendars is restricting
what is this competition that has been thrust upon wrists,
on walls, on clock towers in time squares
town squares
Shirk wrist pieces, cell phones
anything that strives to own your being
Pay no attention to these measurements
these pushes and pulls
prods to direct you
Allow no thoughts of time to settle upon you
consume you
control you
and watch your mind settle
rest
and give birth to new ideas