"It's OK"
says she
as he
is cut,
still bleeding,
from the frame
where he has hung
for his daily
flagellation.
"You're with me,
and you love me,
so all the pain
is worthwhile
and washed
away
as we move
towards our goals"
He groans
and points out
"the goals
- they're yours,
though I do love you"
- and he is
sincere,
having fallen in love
before the daily torment
"But we're together now"
says she
"So my goals are now ours"
and gaily
she continues
"See this
pretty bauble
you paid for
for me
- I do so appreciate
all the work you do
for me.
So ...
what shall we do
for entertainment and fun
tonight?
try not to bleed
on the couch, dearest"
and he groans
and weeps inside,
the nine to fifer.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2013
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, of course :)
Keep watching this space: I have more that has been scheduled.
21 September 2015
09 September 2015
On a Day of Showers
Screens of grey are drifting,
Scrubbing to ... an extraordinary sheen
All that grows, and is now green.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2015 (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 :)
Scrubbing to ... an extraordinary sheen
All that grows, and is now green.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2015 (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 :)
17 August 2015
[Content Warning] The Pain of the World
To the sensitive
- the psychic, the medium,
the pain of the world ...
well, tis a real thing
- a constant pain, a niggle
the savagery of pain
of hunger and thirst,
of poverty and despair,
dulled by distance
and the soup
of other life energies
to that of an aching tooth.
To the others
the poisoned tooth's
still there,
but dulled to oblivion
by shields of denial.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2015 (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 :)
- the psychic, the medium,
the pain of the world ...
well, tis a real thing
- a constant pain, a niggle
the savagery of pain
of hunger and thirst,
of poverty and despair,
dulled by distance
and the soup
of other life energies
to that of an aching tooth.
To the others
the poisoned tooth's
still there,
but dulled to oblivion
by shields of denial.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2015 (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 :)
05 August 2015
[Content Warning] I made a mistake
I made a mistake,
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2015 (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 :)
near a score of years ago,
when I let society tell me
which way I should go.
Now I have sacrificed
all that was good in me,
- gone
on the altar of conformance.
Better, would have been,
to drown offshore
before I came ashore.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2015 (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 :)
31 July 2015
Gariwerd, Victoria (photographs after the 2006 fires)
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 :)
21 June 2015
[Content Warning] Sacrificed
Sacrificed
to the evil of the grind
am I
- slave, to
hard-faced
dead-of-heart
men,
so others
allegedly who care
can take and take
and take and take and take,
and blithely blather
'bout the joys
on non-material life.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2013 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 :)
to the evil of the grind
am I
- slave, to
hard-faced
dead-of-heart
men,
so others
allegedly who care
can take and take
and take and take and take,
and blithely blather
'bout the joys
on non-material life.
Copyright © Kayleen White, 2013 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 :)
30 April 2015
On the Derwent River, Tasmania (photographs)
Taken from the Windeward Bound.
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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