FRIEND OF FOE

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After taking stock of our relationships
And how we all manage to practice them,
With the thorough scan of stewardships
Serving or waiting on this our system.

I come to the stunningly true conclusion
That there is always a thin line between
A foe or a friend in this summation
And it is there for all to lose or win.

It is as thin as is the common thread
Or as is any selfish or selfless whim
That guides man’s search for bread
Or his thoughts, his actions or him.

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LAND OF SAND

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Wheels of fortune
Sing your cheeky tune.

Life is a man
Dancing all he can.

Loose as sand,
Lord of all the land.

In all this fuss
You wonder what he has.

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TOMORROW

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And come
It home.

That window;
Our mirror.

It makes
As wakes.

Another date
For fate.

Another day.
Oops, away!

Lets pray
And say.

The morrow
Will show

Us about,
Run, shout;

Shoulders high,
“Tomorrow’s here!”

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FLIES AND LIES

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In so many eggs
Form these pests,
With hairy legs
And little nests.

Homelessly so
They come alive.
Into lives they saw
Like a heartless knife.

Hollow dreams,
Misty realizations.
Spiteful screams
Claps consolations.

Hopes are meals
Infected in feeding.
Health it steals
With insidious seasoning.

Into lives
Glide monsters,
Flee and leaves
Sorrow in clusters.

Sightless lie
Full of might,
Visible fly
Trading fright.

Coming true
In various ways.
Ever they’re new
In buzzing forays.

Mail your worst,
Untrue are lies.
Come the most
You’re just flies.

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I Beg Your Pardon, Da Vinci, Sir

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LOVELY PIECE

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By Leonardo da Vinci (File:Última_Cena_-_Da_Vinci_5.jpg) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

By Leonardo da Vinci (File:Última_Cena_-_Da_Vinci_5.jpg) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

“Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.”
― Leonardo da Vinci

I beg your pardon, Da Vinci, sir,

but I have to disagree.

To fully understand its sense

a poem must be seen.

A poem, you see, is more than words

to be skimmed or read aloud.

A poem is shaped like sculptor’s clay,

careful not to overcrowd.

 Further, sir, you must understand

how your paintings make me feel.

For example, the Last Supper

makes that moment oh so real.

I feel a sense of angst among

the twelve apostles there,

and I feel impending doom

in Christ who is aware.

Knowing his death is close at hand

offering bread for them to share

like his body, it is broken

I feel confusion as they stare.

I hope that now…

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Anatomy of a Tree

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Lovely piece, Quite engaging

Originally posted on americanpoetics:

By Hunter McKenzie

A feeling of memories stream-shaped and
Flowing ungraspably away, moving more
Surely than sunshine into seas of fiction,
Moving around and through You in a now
Devastating collision; they carry pieces
Of You with them, to flow and become
Thin, faded like the water shadows of trees.
Flowing ungraspably away, these stream-
Shapes of You. Gradually becoming other,
Silent, free-from. No matter how you cry.

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Seeing Too Far

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“And my quivering eyes
throb with the fear of the future.”
VERY DEEP POWERFUL STUFF

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Open orbs of sight

watching scarlet tint

the furled of leaves.

 

Roots upturning cement

exploring the world above

poking through like a whale in the sea

frozen half-way out.

 

Gnarled lines etched deep –

a markage of memories.

 

Red brick ash lies silent

as senile beds sink lower

while the Earth caves deeper beneath the weight

of humanity.

 

And my quivering eyes

throb with the fear of the future.

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STRONG

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Mine has come to this one thing,
Appreciated and loved for my sun
Was, is and will be in everything.

As able then stays man’s proud son;
Strength is always but much nothing,
It lost out as strategy ever again won.

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