Monthly Archives: August 2013

Look both ways

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Gold to gray scaffolding, perpendicular freeze frames, time caught changing lanes, bridges between night/day, distant inter-sleep states, passing dream- riddled zombies, bright bars slide under eyelids, sparks fly removing unconsciousness, a gray to gold…

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Escheresque cumulus

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Poetic decompress

I missed you my poetic friend upstairs, inspiration playing tag with my brain, word games flipping the switch to decompress stress.

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Moving islands closer

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
We are peninsulas arching across the deep expanse of cause & circumstance, our minds tectonic plates moving islands closer.

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Cottage cheese clouds

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Willamette River

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Sun skips light off the river like clear stones, as cool meanders mesmerize my mind, eyes swimming with eddies, losing time.

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Graffiti mind games

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
Joe Cool in the Mr. Smith Matrix shades, his game face spray painted freehand atop concrete grey, quotes hang overhead, “rest is not greater than recreation,” so let active R kick passive R out…

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Sky hook

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Objective subjective

Life spent between frames of reference, caught choosing sides, fence-line stand or boundless cloud islands, greener pastures growing perspective no matter the objective subjective.

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Second nature soul

Originally posted on The ancient eavesdropper:
I lose myself in thoughts so often, then find my soul in Nature, all losses soon forgotten.

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