Thursday, January 16, 2014
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Black
Black
Nothing to See
Black
Cold to touch
Black
Void of feeling
Black
The unknown
Black
Opposite of white
Black
Mix it up - grey
Black
At the bottom, looking up
Black
Move into the light
White
Home
Matrix
A matrix is like life.
If I turn right, will I be right
Or if I turn left will I be right
Or if I turn right will I be wrong
And if I turn left will I be right?
Or are both directions wrong for me
Or are both directions right for me.
And if I have a friend along,
If I turn right, and he turns left,
Who will be right and who will be wrong,
Or if we both turn right or we both turn left,
Again what will the out come be.
No one will know until they play the game.
And in the Dance of Life game with our friends and ourselves
A matrix is formed.
***note****was helping my son who is in college visualize a matrix in words and this is what I came up with....
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Saturday, January 11, 2014
Out My WIndow
Out side my window
Dark and dreary
Nothing stirs
But the wind.
No birds on the feeder
No birds in the bath
No birds in the air
Just the wind.
Branches sway
Leaves tumble
Whistling can be heard
Thanks to the wind.
Clouds skitter by
Wispy little ghosts
Moving ever so quickly
On the tails of the wind.
Tomorrow a new day will break
The sun will come out
The birds will sing, eat and bath
Accompanied by the wind.
Sunday, November 17, 2013
Saturday, November 16, 2013
Poetics - Sci-Fi 11/16/13

New Horizons
Cold and dark
So far from home
Will I ever feel the sun again?
The end has happened
But you cannot see
The heavens obscure the horror.
Onward though to a new beginning
Starting over, ever so sure.
Leave the hate, bring the love.
No monsters, only us
Beings...human, alien and more
Together forever bound.
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