just put up a poem
she said
when I complained
of having no ideas
as if it was
the easiest thing
to do
and so
I did
Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category
Stuck
Posted in Creativity, Poetry, tagged creative writing, modern poetry, Poetry on 18 Aug 2022| Leave a Comment »
Beyond
Posted in Hi Tech, Poetry, tagged creative writing, exploration, modern poetry, Poetry, space on 28 Jul 2022| Leave a Comment »
———
our eyes spill
waves of notion
across the eternal void
into the depths of time
seeking
intention precedes our questions
of who we are and why and how
but the answers received
are not answers
any more than
we are we
the aeons stare back
drop clues
of intricate detail
tantalizing the ape-minds
that think themselves gods
———
07Jul22
Posted in Poetry, Writing, tagged creative writing, haiku, modern poetry, Poetry, Writing on 07 Jul 2022| Leave a Comment »
Fraught
Posted in Hi Tech, Poetry, tagged ai, creative writing, Google, lambda, modern poetry, Poetry on 16 Jun 2022| Leave a Comment »
sure we are like godsAs We Pass
Posted in Culture, Poetry, tagged creative writing, grief, loss, modern poetry, mourning, Poetry, Writing on 09 Jun 2022| Leave a Comment »
in the passenger seat,
on a narrow country road,
my window rolled down,
the scent of warm grass thickens the air
beyond a low fence,
a gathering in black wool,
silent but for ritual words,
meaningless intonations of finality
as we draw near,
time congeals like aspic,
heat rises in dreamlike waves,
flowers wilt in reverent clumps
the surrounding faces
are strangers whom I know,
fugitives on the same path,
dogged by the same relentless pursuers
pain, sharp-edged,
a new reality that dawns
as the loved one stolen
is set into the receiving earth
near the center
one mourner stands,
brow blank, eyes questioning:
Who am I, without you?
as we pass
time releases us,
our hearts resume their muffled beat,
and we yearn for the peace of simple things
Grief is a Small Room
Posted in Creativity, Poetry, tagged grief, modern poetry, Poetry, tragedy on 02 Jun 2022| Leave a Comment »
Grief is a small room
one door: closed
one window: shuttered
four walls
ceiling
room enough for
me
one chair
a thousand thoughts
and a million questions
that begin with
Why . . . ?
We Are
Posted in Poetry, tagged collective power, individualism, society on 28 Apr 2022| 8 Comments »
We are:
falling raindrops
drifting snowflakes
crystals of ice
Alone:
insignificant
small
powerless
Together:
an ocean, carving the earth
an avalanche, felling all in our path
a glacier, grinding stones to dust
We do not have this power
We are this power
Do not give it
to those whose thirst
exceeds their capacity
to care
We are
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Kurt R.A. Giambastiani 