Category Archives: Musing

Question Everything.

Am I being shown?
I am being told to look
Here, there, not over there
Do not look everywhere
Out of the corner of my eye I see
Questions surrounding me.
Questions I would have not known before,
Had I kept my eyes straight
And not wanted to know more.

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Seeing More at Night

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Ever in darkness I
Removed from daylight
Make my own light.
Ignorance isn’t bliss,
numbness can’t be ecstasy.
I see more at night
than others in the day.
I’d rather not subject myself to the blind.
I can see what is coming.

Looking for the Sun

Looking for the sun,
In the sand and dust and waste.
What shall lift the fog?

Learning

I am the gate to wisdom,
I am knowings door.
I am a ship left stranded
On a distant forgotten shore.
I contain all knowledge, yet abandoned,
I am a rock on which to moor.
Certainly a burden,
But a cure to ignorance and fear.
Ignorance or I?
Who shall first disappear?

Left to Remembering

Left behind in empty rooms
That fill with light shown from the moon.
Daytime shows a different scene.
A small echo found in between
The crumbling walls and floorboards.
A brighter place, more easily adored,
This echo of a memory grows
What’s hidden by the nighttime shows,
And everything left to remembering
Shows home the better place to be.

Mask

This face on the ground
With debris all around,
If it had a mouth
What would it say?
If eyes, what would it see today?
The stealer of identity
A silencer of secrecy.
It becomes anyone and anything,
As swiftly as the past takes wing,
It can be everyone and no one.
And nothing and all blood.
There behind its simple facade,
It laughs, and pretends to be God.

Of Civilization

A city in the dark
They wish to dapart.
Colossal silhouettes against the black,
A testament to mankinds never going back.
Advancement? Progress? What have we made?
Questions, not answers, fall in cascade.
All this of our products, what they gave,
We ask while more comfortable than sitting in a cave.