Edge Poems(?)

I don’t want to go
Turn up the radio, let’s hear that song one more time
Tell me my memory that I never knew
(I believe you)
And undefine the bond
But grow it all the same
Laugh a little louder
A redemption on the side when no one else was looking
I want to wonder at it all
I do
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The hard edges of uninvited
The ninety degrees of unwelcome
Place names sensible only to the initiated
Sunsquare measured out with none leftover
So you must wait in shadow
Watching averted gazes

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Words of a poem

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The farmers turned their backs to the fallowed fields
The harrows cleaned and stored
The scent of earth and rot rising in mist
And the land deeply sighing in relinquishment
Of its proclaimed duty

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A poem

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In our each and everyone’s own way
We glow and arc in grand spectacle
Or we Just Sit There in the Noon Day Sun
We laugh, knees high
We cry, head low
Plug the kettle in
Put the cat out
And stare out the window til the sun does set
#poetry #poem

Sky high spectacular
Eyebrows a bow pulled back
Certain eyes
Mouth forming a polished reality
Glittering gift

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Words emerging from the deep
Each one a missive
Their agglomeration something else
A map, a bible, a sonnet,
A promise undeclared
Of unlit lands pre dawn

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My old tomcat Hank (no longer with us) puked every single day of his 17 years. The vet said some cats are just pukers.

If I don’t walk onstage
If I don’t say the lines I learned
If I don’t pause for the applause
If I don’t bend low in humble gratitude
Then won’t my soul
Drift westward
Against my will
To seek the setting sun

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concentric concretion
nonconformist molecules
yet still bound to temperature's dictum
and gravity's command
ever growing, falling,
arrested by amazement

Listen to my origin story
See it rendered as cosmic trajectory
Arrows of Light at apogee
one and the same as my being
My emphatic explanations
echoing down through the ages
Deflections and distortions
received now and then by rusted radio
Operator long gone

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The son of the lawyer
put down his guitar
The abandoned notes
set free from the strings
Aimless
Tuneless
Not born of hardship
But of false echoes
Simulacrum of humanity

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Cortlands are the gold standard for pies

Heat
Is life
In this small instance
Small amplitude of ephemeral existence
I feel your heat
Does it ebb
Now that you are broken
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On the glowing red edge
Of my unfolding existence
I burn
I yearn
I learn
And behind me
Lay the crystallized
Histories
And I am their guilty ancestor
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Time bears the stamp of gravity’s distortion
A cosmic displacement
Not what it seems
And we are Fools on the Hill
Nowhere Men
Pushing up our spectacles
hands on hats, bracing against buffeting ignorance
Squinting striving calculating
Huddling and humming
Evanescencing
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Enter frame right
Where did you come from
Where are you going
In a common orbit with me for a moment
The deadeye glance
Stride unbroken
My meaning unreceived
Invitation crumpled and tossed to the side
Exit frame left
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The blameless sea
buoys gentle swells
Brandishes prismatic sparks beholden to the sun
Heaves hurricanes heavenward and shoreward
Rolls unthinking into the past
And bears conquistadors
To unaware shores

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there’s a silver shoe
resting on the abyssal floor
some distance from
an aileron
and a greater distance still from its mate

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Tempted to collapse the waveform
No regard for the rending of spacetime
nor reeling of the cosmic order
But unobserved and unmeasured
All possibilities remain
to savour
But none to consume

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Continuity
A delicate thread of meaning
Ported through generations, memories moonrises
Raised up
Exulted
Breathed deeply
The chemistry and the ephemeral mystery
The code and the output

#poem #poetry

YouTube video by HFX by Bike Built To Suffer - Addendum

Hey. Hi. Hello.

The Mayor of Halifax is putting forward a motion to pause all work on the city's bike network.

In this bonus episode of HFX By Bike, I try to provide relevant context, go over each argument in detail, and show how you can get engaged.

youtu.be/ogD1kOjiSXQ

very well done! thanks!

Everything to be overwith
Over and over again
Standing on time and shoving it down
Striding toward strobing beacons
to be delivered into the deserved damnation
of curiosity

#poem #poetry

This is a scroll-stopper! I love it.

A telephone pole covered in staples

This is on Spring Garden Rd Halifax