Ah, the stupidity of the stupid
- "Hey Man" to all
and sundry,
male and female,
too stupid to
notice
any offence.
It's right uyp there,
there with
the presumption
"Of course we all want
what ever I say
we all want."
They're both up there
with those who ignore
"neither a borrower nor
a lendr
be",
and get caught out
with misplace tools
- accidentally, of course,
or ... I forgot.
All of them
they're all up
there,
there with
the chicken
that won't
fly the coup,
and
the dreamer
who let
the dream
die.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2012
I undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit, of course :)
21 June 2014
20 June 2014
Yuletide Blessing
My snoz ..
is froz.
This is NOT Copyright, as someone somewhere MUST have thought of this previously ... I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)
is froz.
This is NOT Copyright, as someone somewhere MUST have thought of this previously ... I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)
04 June 2014
[Content Warning] A slow drowning
In war
a soldier may die
- unable to move,
injured,
slipping down
into the mud
- an inexorable
unimaginable
drowning.
In peace
a commuter may die
unable to leave,
trapped,
slipping deeper
into debt
and misery
- an inexorable
imaginable
metaphorical
drowning.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2014 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)
a soldier may die
- unable to move,
injured,
slipping down
into the mud
- an inexorable
unimaginable
drowning.
In peace
a commuter may die
unable to leave,
trapped,
slipping deeper
into debt
and misery
- an inexorable
imaginable
metaphorical
drowning.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2014 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)
[Content Warning] Isolation
The person adrift
in a small boat
is not alone
- just different
to all the life teeming
in that greatest
of salty deserts ...
the sea.
The friendless one,
the isolated,
is not alone
- just different
to all the 'life' mouldering
in that greatest
of spiritual deserts ...
the city.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2014 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)
in a small boat
is not alone
- just different
to all the life teeming
in that greatest
of salty deserts ...
the sea.
The friendless one,
the isolated,
is not alone
- just different
to all the 'life' mouldering
in that greatest
of spiritual deserts ...
the city.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2014 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)
[Content Warning] Addictions
Drugs
- they're a modern plague,
'tis said,
chemical ways of forgetting,
seeking a moments release
after which
the pain's not gone
it's there, mayhap even
redoubled.
But the chemicals,
alcoholic and other,
are not the only surcease:
there's also the lure
of the great weekend,
or the great lay,
after which
the pain's not gone
it's there, mayhap even
redoubled,
and our sorry, sorry lives,
stay unremarked,
unchanged, and
unimproved,
as greedy, shallow
and material
as ever, and still
unremarked
by heads up
collective rears.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2014 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)
- they're a modern plague,
'tis said,
chemical ways of forgetting,
seeking a moments release
after which
the pain's not gone
it's there, mayhap even
redoubled.
But the chemicals,
alcoholic and other,
are not the only surcease:
there's also the lure
of the great weekend,
or the great lay,
after which
the pain's not gone
it's there, mayhap even
redoubled,
and our sorry, sorry lives,
stay unremarked,
unchanged, and
unimproved,
as greedy, shallow
and material
as ever, and still
unremarked
by heads up
collective rears.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2014 (where this date is different to the year of publication, it is because I did the post some time ago and then used the scheduling feature to delay publication) I take these photographs and undertake these writings – and the sharing of them – for the sake of my self expression. I am under no particular illusions as to their literary or artistic merit, and ask only that any readers do not have any undue expectations. If you consider me wrong, then publish me – with full credit and due financial recompense, of course :)
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