Craving recognition
seeking confirmation
staring back at the eyes in the sky
a constellation of zooming lenses
an orbital array of baby monitors
old Brother’s unflagging vigil
nothing to hide?
nothing to fear!
now move along –
there’s nothing to see here.
Perfectly captured (and set free again in the same words).
Just the other day, I found myself scribbling a new piece, set in fields, by the side of bonfires…
smoky, empty places,
waiting for me to fill them, see patterns in the flames.
I miss them, these places that took you further without going anywhere.
Seems like now, our screens and devices take us everywhere and leave to nowhere (oh wait, is that a quote? Does it go on my wall? Can I click to make it a motto?)
Just going out for my lockdown dose of air and sanity… will take this piece with me, turn it around inside.
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🙂 Thank you John. “Devices take us everywhere and leave us nowhere” if that’s wasn’t a quote, it is now!
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Sometimes find myself wishing I could put those fields and bonfires in t-shirts…
along with trees I sat in…
pauses waiting for words I wasn’t ready to write.
T-shirts I can stand in and feel the breeze on my face,
while other people try to read it… try to figure out why I put such a thing on a t-shirt…
while somehow remembering the smell of open sky floating off the fabric.
There you go, Tom…
Your poetic orbits have got me in a roll now.
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Fantastic! 😁
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Short and sweet as a victory!!! This is brilliant !
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Haha much appreciated my friend!
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Welcome 🙂
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