17 July 2023

Fabled quests

Like Don Quixote
of famed fabled
and infamous quest
- jousting at his windmills,
so too do I
quest after
a famed and,
when absent,
infamous fable:
... sleep

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2023 (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 :)

16 July 2023

The Sentinel

Alone. 

Alone. 

Is tha-
no. 

Alone. 

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2023 (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 July 2023

My capsule

Confined to it
my room becomes
my capsule
- my spacecraft
through
whatever is left
of this journey of life
dependent on reports
from the distant realm
outside my
closed curtain ..
is it raining now?
Has it rained today?
Are the trees still there
and also alive?

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2023 (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 :)

07 June 2023

"FreeForm" mobile phone art

My iPhone mini has an app called "FreeForm", which is apparently supposed to be for graphs etc. I've used it - using my fingers on a mini phone, remember - to do some quick, rough art. The ones I like are below.







 

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2023 (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 :)

08 April 2023

Fragility [Content Warning]

A psychic once told me
broad shoulders had I
and I suppose child I had
- be the example, be the lead,
- survive the touching
- survive those who say
brave
and those who say
should not have tried

But more was yet to come
- explore and resolve
questions of who am I
and then ...
then defend my mind and heart
to professional probers
- and hope my soul
may survive ...

And all the while
resist the intimate grasping of
brainwashing neolibs
groping psychopaths
and sadistic despots
trying to shatter my mind
into their sick dreams
of what a worker should be
- and hope
my soul
may survive
while my heart weeps and bleeds ...

And then to take on
my shoulders broad
heart and soul - battered as they be
others to care for
duties and roles
to get them where and what
they needs must be
and what
they want,
and defer hopes of rest
while
hope my soul
and heart may survive ... 

And then hope
rising and flaring like a sun
breasting horizon at dawn
and thoughts may come
of heart's ease and soul's repose
- only to be robbed
as the world turns back on itself
and I wonder that I weep
- as my heart bleeds and my soul dies
and should hope dawn again
it be upon
a dry and empty husk.

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2023 (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 :)

02 April 2023

All is stale

The things I liked
of yore 
give but little pleasure
now
- a fleeting smile
before I recall
how oft I have
relived that thing. 

Some things anew
give some pleasing
but they too
seem shallow
fleeting
superficial
after but a moment. 

All life
is stale.

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2023 (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 :)

Greed and nil

I am partly them
but they want me
to be all them
and nothing else. 

I am partly those others
but they don't want me
and I can have
not even a little.

Copyright © Kayleen White, 2023 (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 :)