posted on August 9, 2011 at 9:03 pm

goliath samson

 

 

vestiges of the dawn world remain

the continents rise and fall

the seas change colour and saltiness

humans grow bigger

man grows smaller

the earth intercepts the suns warmth

the moon in shadow surrounded by blue

the birds settle down for the evening

thrush towards brook

lark towards sky

the weather is coldly warm

the buildings drift overnight

the flotilla of clouds races away

where the moss and broken bricks are

and the flowery weeds and rusted tins

the hopes the disappointments

the unending nagging voices

one to lead you astray

the other to make sure you stay that way

 

 

11 Responses to “nobody seems to know”

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 10 August 2011 at 12:01 am #

    And soon a new season will begin the process of nature and man’s continuing evolution. The sun will decide this earths continuation. It rises and sets upon us. With no question or answer or praise or appreciation. If the sun decided to turn off its illumination for a brief stanza, man – who believes he is all encompassing, will be relegated to skittering and scattering insects like roaches when lights go on or off. Humanity will question its further existence. Fear and panic would engulf the planet. Tides would rise and fall…than only days later the sun rises again to say to this spinning rock and water…

    HaHaHa

    Just a test…Wake up before the lights will stay off forever.

    AsAlways,
    Darrin K.

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      BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 10 August 2011 at 12:04 am #

      Regarding your pic today, you look tired my friend. Very tired. Please try and get some restorative sleep. It will rejuvenate and replenish the exhaustion that you may be experiencing.

      Just concerned for you SK…

      Darrin K.

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        Anonymous | 16 October 2011 at 5:42 pm #

        Not to be argumentative, darrin… but this photo is bloody amazing — the best visual i’ve seen on this entire site excluding the paintings — he looks like someone andrei tarkovsky would cast in a heartbeat — i don’t know where it comes from, the heavy imprint of slavic chromatin — the deepest condensed sorrow — and how preposterous of me to suggest such connections — but i see it there so clearly, as clearly as the endless snow field without horizon — as clearly as you can hear the wind howling and his whisper as he leans towards the computer camera –“your winter will never end”

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    . | 10 August 2011 at 3:23 am #

    trapped as a whisper in a crowded cage
    transform youself and escape this maze
    where your true prize remains outside their pearly gates,
    not somewhere in the middle where it angers and frustrates
    don’t worry, maybe you lived in hy brasil once upon a fate
    removed from the consuming carnage of mankind’s mortal hate
    there…in a tranquil place where you didn’t hurt or were afraid
    i see the clouds are gathering across the bay
    the rope ladder is lowering, don’t be late

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    Anonymous | 10 August 2011 at 4:57 am #

    i know… it’s like that always asked question: which came first? the forever enduring story or the sudden flash of light? when do you get to know? like you’re always on the way there, passing scenes as you go.

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    DavidP | 11 August 2011 at 11:54 am #

    in the garden of gethsemane
    the apostles slept
    lead astray by their inner unending voices
    “watch and pray” was the divine rabbi’s advice
    watch the thoughts & emotions
    discern their origin
    pray to be free from the subjective and illusory ones
    moment to moment
    even if its 80 times in 1 minute
    to wake up and see and hear
    with unsplintered eye and unmuffled ear
    an unclouded mind with which to be here
    don’t look back in anger, don’t look forward in fear
    seeing and understanding, aware and clear

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    hellbound heart | 11 August 2011 at 4:03 pm #

    that unending nagging voice?
    god I hate it sometimes
    love always……

  6. avatar
    Pallando | 12 August 2011 at 1:54 pm #

    Good poem Steve.


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