Mind the step,
see the crack
that let's light in.
Take care,
tread in the prints,
of my foot sures and fells.
Hold my hand,
to pause-a-while,
to quell leap's surge.
Wait-a-while,
till the lilt of thorns,
and tilt of will subsides.
Take heed,
of the need for caution,
to survive the free-fall
leap of faith,
without cause and or chute,
into oblivion.
"Out to Sea"
In the immediate times
we rush to consume it all
before it is all swallowed, and out it all comes salty,
like an Ocean pummelling our crumbling sures
eating away our solidarity
insouciantly the sandy impermanent escarpment caves in
on our gossamer dissolving world
and in the eye of the storm
in the middle of it all
for a small moment all is calm
while the catastrophes move blithely around us,
hitting us brashly like we’ve been hit on a caffeine high
we are simultaneously aware of time standing still and then,
the swift pull of a rug unceremoniously out beneath our feet
some strange gravity slides
towards that ridiculous prophecised inevitability
of kingdoms come and gone
we thought we knew everything
the truth is we were the dumb awake
knowing little of everything
and much of what mattered little
and all as one
we are drowned soundly, gladly,
like into an open-eyed baptismal grave
we are forever and ever
naked as a child
washed clean
out to sea
Candide Diderot. ‘25
huhcofcofahahmmm...
vhat be it
zat be ze
'soar-s' of
a past
the 'mow-meant' (uff time)...
was a 'bore-dome' cap
cleared that vhat
vas min(e)d uff
'thuh-oughts' zat then
'a-pier-id' as a 'free-dome'...
uff time to swim in
but my feet were
not un-sure as
ze ride had already
stopped and ze 'mow-meant' passed...
andt i vatched as
'the-oughts' were
becoming past
while 'few-sures'
became the new present and gift so any...
'few-sure' possibilities
be 'sew-wings' of
time persisting for
us to sew time
and quietly helps others and ourselves...
stan sand
logic evolved
to become...
as mental sew-wings
such that thoughts...
threaded meant what
was seen...
in some 'now' scene
that be as of...
some picked-sures
pictured...
stan sand
*Image of Hope Member Feeling by Pixabay
AUDIO: Nuthin But A G Thang by Dr Dre & Snoop Dog
Hope
It begins
from depths within
unmeasurable plunging phantoms down
festerin' the grounds
Lingerin' up sounds
trace
sin
space
sing
Astir the Astros
call on the cosmos play-sures
endeavors
Psyche
assimilators consciousness
dabbles
Wake the dreamers
the unreal
the liars
The dream team
zookeepers senses that
it sucks as it pants in
suspense feeling
the zeal for
realism
Tangibles
hand-all with care
The Dreamer
Ahh! Wakes up now to form
just a tad late yet find I
brave and craving
Echoes from a conch shell
sounds of the see
voice articulates
to be alert and
reassert
Reach for the stars
else, no heaven be
simply permeate
and then create
the essence
It's dope when
one invokes!
HOPE ...
Loves and losses
revives
relived
rejoice.
2022 February 02
*1st Place*
A BRIAN STRAND INFORMEL
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2022 March 14
Shine bright through your heart
Blinds your doubts to sures
Steal your attention away,
A beautiful distraction
Seductive to the flesh
A best friend you could die for
A high class jew often mistaken,
Mistaken as a pebble
Intimidates the weak
Weak runs towards the pebble
Settles for less despite a precious diamond
A diamond reflects perfection onto the broken
A solid rock that stand the test of time
"Wood Yukon sitter cheek and rums ticks," Kay tasked.
"Gnome am," Pea tour re-plyed.
"Wye knot?" Kay tasks.
"Beek us eye cants tanned cheek an," Pea tour an sirs.
"Nope rob," myrrh myrrhs Kate, diss up point ed lee.
"Due ewe no how-do cooks take?" Pea tour vent sures.
"Sherbet eye awl weighs may ache miss steaks," Kay tan sirs.
"Tube add...Sew buy, sea ya," man a jests Pea tour.
"Add you," off hers Kate.
'Fee Knee Seam Oh'
I'M DONE WITH YOUR SECRETS.
FED UP WITH YOUR LIES.
NOT ACCEPTING YOUR ABSENCE.
YOUR RESISTANCE TO TRY.
SICK OF YOUR HABITS.
TIRED OF GAMES.
GO ! EXIT! LEAVE!
ONLY YOU ARE TO BLAME.
I LABOURED TO LOVE YOU.
THE BEST THAT I COULD.
YOU EXHAUSTED MY EFFORTS.
THEY SAID THAT YOU WOULD.
YOU MADE ME FEEL WORTHLESS,SO INSECURE.
I'M DONE ITS OVER.
CAN'T TAKE IT NO MORE.
GOOD LUCK FINDING SOMEONE HALF GOOD AS ME
A PERSON WHO LOVED YOU UNCONDITIONALLY.
WHO'LL ENDURE YOUR INDIFFERENCE YOUR TRYSTS
AND YOUR LIES?
YOU'VE LOST YOUR BEST GIFT.
ONE DAY YOU'LL REALIZE.
AND WHEN YOU ARE GONE.
I'LL FINALLY BE FREE.
YOU'LL JUST DISENEGRATE
A BAD MEMORY.
ENJOY YOUR NEW FREEDOM
OUT THERE ALL ALONE.
A VAPID EXISTENCE.
NO ONE TO CALL HOME.
I'LL FIND A NEW LOVER WHO'LL MAKE THINGS ALRIGHT.
NOT TELL ME I'M STUPID, UNPRETTY, UPTIGHT.
THEY'LL BE MY PARTNER .OUR LOVE WILL BE TRUE.
BECAUSE I KNOW MORE THAN EVER,
IT SURES HELL AIN'T YOU.
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