Archive for April, 2025

374. Portrait of a man with an idea

At first he looked to his right
Then he changed his mind
Now he is facing us
With interest
This has cleared his mind
From the magnetic fields
Of thinking
Enough
For an idea
To appear.

373. Let them all be

From within the moving lines
And out of grey fog
Come the hot
And burning
The radiant
And the heavily opaque
Strong, stronger and even more than that

And steam comes out of the encounter
Dusty and dark at times
All appearing in the white
And from the white
That lets them all be.

372. Glue

He has been caught in the tree
And his guts are spilling
He is a kite
That has gotten
Many messages
The tree is tearing him
Apart
He has lost his cord
His heart is bleeding
The sky has no more clouds
To cry for him
He will have to play
With what he has
He will have to build a collage.
And what
If he is out of
Glue?

371. Dust


Dust has gathered
On the surface of my sun
My sun is emanating
Light and rain.

Discern:
Let your heart
Do the choosing
Let your sense of beauty
Show you
We are one.

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