So how is dawn for you?
Do you whisper gently
as the night dies
or do you shout with joy at the chances
a new day can bring?
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Tag Archives: philosophy
Open
Let me lie here
Open to the sky
Counting blessings
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Friday Poem: Change
Do you think it is easy to change?
Ah! It is very hard to change and be different.
It means passing through the waters of oblivion.
by D H Lawrence
The Experiment
Some very interesting thoughts here from the Night Poet:
“We are like butterflies that flutter for a day and think it is forever.”
– Carl Sagan ~
Digitally enhanced image created from an original photo taken in February 2020.
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To Stand and Stare?
How does the time disappear?
Water evaporates under direct heat.
Time evaporates
under a withering glut of
the unexpected
the unplanned
and unremembered.
Distractions distract.
People with no time steal yours
with delays and waiting.
And.
in this century,
with endless updates
on sites you should leave alone.
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This poem was first posted by me in January 2018. I think that it is a good way to start the first working week of 2020 too….
Gains
What do we gain and gather
in all those places we go?
Close your eyes, see sunlight
glinting on childhood beaches
sunset over rust red desert
sunrise on a volcano
Smell all those breakfast coffees
your fathers home made burgers
your brothers socks
your lovers hair
You are the morning light
shafting through city streets
glinting from windows
bringing you home
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Our strange stay here on Earth
We did not ask for this
we cannot control what we must
we can only rise to the times
and do what we see as right.
There is no one there to listen
no parent in the sky
we are the author of our souls
the believer in our faith
children of the universe.
Intellect and compassion?
Built solely from an interplay of atomic particles
our strange stay here on Earth
the true miracle of chance and physics
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Glory
And we stand upon this globe
Asking of the Universe
What?
Recognition?
Salvation?
Whatever you please
In it’s glory
(Shown by our ingenuity and craft
As we build orbital telescopes)
The Universe does not need us
Unless as an observer
Are we here simply to watch?
Look up, look up
Glory awaits
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The thief of joy
Something rises within, a washing clean of care
a pleasuring in the day, the view, the loved one
simple feeling, untramelled
yet this joy is stolen so easily
You steal it from yourself as you watch
the seeming perfect lives of others
compare our lives and families
I watch you do this and weep
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Inspired by The Total Abundance Project
Souvenirs
Souvenirs
only remind you of buying them
People and places
stay with you forever
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