Forge 202204130105

The strain is real and yet
No cracks, I see
The scalding marks, the flaking paint
I turn as I burn,
Glowing white in fiery flame
The tongs and vice, they hold
Me firm as hammer falls again
With each blow,
I do not break
I do not break
I do not break
But I am not, the same [o]

Precious, Life 201702100746

Life is meaningless,
Life is precious

Fine soil, streaming through our fingers
Days spent on mindless tasks

Worship money, justify suffering
Of others and ourselves, an endless pursuit

Everywhere, the poor and the infirm are the same
Walking past, how we avert our eyes

Ascribing meaning to that which has none –
Of precious things, we lose our sight [o]

Writer’s Block 202004120652

Imagine, if you will…

You’re here
An icy desert, a thought wasteland.

All around, snow and more snow.
Endless potential and certain death.

Not a penguin for miles.
No one to ‘Arctic-ulate’ the pain you feel.

Obstacles are here
Like polar bears and frostbite –
Best not to think too hard.

Distractions are like warm fires –
Rather nice but they melt the ice
And leave you with nothing to stand on.

Creative blocks, on the other hand,
Like blocks of snow
Can save your life…

If used to build an igloo [o]

Wardrobe Malfunction 202101311732 

Technically, it was…

A pair of misbehaving new socks…
A new pair of misbehaving socks…
A misbehaving pair of new socks…
A new misbehaving pair of socks…

Anyway, the socks sucked!

So I shall make a fresh attempt this evening

With fresh socks [o]