#NoPoo Book 1 An ode to Gabriel
Grace said:11.03.2021
9.16pm
#NoPoo
Long ago
I asked will glory be there,
when all is lived
and I reached the end of the bridge
will there be tears
of sadness
from those who's left behind
will I be embraced by peace
and happiness at last
hush
You have years yet to go
you might still be here
when I'm long gone
...
9.16pm
#NoPoo
Long ago
I asked will glory be there,
when all is lived
and I reached the end of the bridge
will there be tears
of sadness
from those who's left behind
will I be embraced by peace
and happiness at last
hush
You have years yet to go
you might still be here
when I'm long gone
...
an unashamed pettiness
I am petty
I wish ill will
there are times,
that I long for it...
yearning in my loathsomeness
I wish I didn't feel this
if only I was a better person
but ~ there's only so much
of "being the bigger person"
that someone can take
how much is too much,
when you can't remove yourself
from the situation
when, in the light of actual truth,
it's Justified and cathartic
A justification of deed and integrity
Yet, the value of enlightenment
is to let it all go
but
how much...
... before I lose myself completely?
#Nopoo 3/11/21
I am petty
I wish ill will
there are times,
that I long for it...
yearning in my loathsomeness
I wish I didn't feel this
if only I was a better person
but ~ there's only so much
of "being the bigger person"
that someone can take
how much is too much,
when you can't remove yourself
from the situation
when, in the light of actual truth,
it's Justified and cathartic
A justification of deed and integrity
Yet, the value of enlightenment
is to let it all go
but
how much...
... before I lose myself completely?
#Nopoo 3/11/21
...of passing dead trees and breathing in deep
into the hollows of the chest
oh the stories and scenes
and sights
and seasons
they won't tell
yet i know
they know
it wasn't the wind
nor the waters
that
have taken away those stories
the marks where once was
bark
now the bones
with hollows
and stones
i put my ear and all i hear
are the waves
splashing onto memories
pictures which
i cannot decipher
no it wasn't the fault of the limb
that held the noose firm
'twas the man that had it tied
there's stories
and more
can't but keep going
there's more sculptures
of life/death standing
than one can pause at
more reflections
than the eye and mind
can process...
.
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Fri, 12/03/2021
1530 AEDST
NP #66
1530 AEDST
NP #66
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to be seen without looking
I looked for you today
even through the
stillness
I thought I saw your colors
favorites
of purple and red
butterflies roam
in the garden we created
from a smallish inkling
of pure and mystical
those fairies we both loved
Oh, we beings of magic
born from a likeness
of pain
and hearts
that have grown too big
I thought I caught a glimpse
unmistakable
so brilliant bright
in your perfect hue
(I know it's you)
yours, are perfect words
ingrained
of all that my mind knows
as home
I thought I saw us
forever happy,
with bits of garden... clinging
#Nopoo 3/12/21
I looked for you today
even through the
stillness
I thought I saw your colors
favorites
of purple and red
butterflies roam
in the garden we created
from a smallish inkling
of pure and mystical
those fairies we both loved
Oh, we beings of magic
born from a likeness
of pain
and hearts
that have grown too big
I thought I caught a glimpse
unmistakable
so brilliant bright
in your perfect hue
(I know it's you)
yours, are perfect words
ingrained
of all that my mind knows
as home
I thought I saw us
forever happy,
with bits of garden... clinging
#Nopoo 3/12/21
Sat, 13/03/2021
2044 AEDST
NP#67
the invalid
woodpecker
digging into the skull
that was all it was felt
home
sweet home
except
when the pills wore out
the expense
on the expendable
don't matter much
as long as mission accomplished
is within sights
trouble is
it always was
within sights
two decades and a tomorrow away
...
#PTSD #War
2044 AEDST
NP#67
the invalid
woodpecker
digging into the skull
that was all it was felt
home
sweet home
except
when the pills wore out
the expense
on the expendable
don't matter much
as long as mission accomplished
is within sights
trouble is
it always was
within sights
two decades and a tomorrow away
...
#PTSD #War
#NoPoo/ 13032021/16:06:31
:: au-burn-ing fluoresce brown terracottized- 'tea'ing soulfuel ::
marches ahead in zealous heat kilns
ablaze as t(w)inkling killer bullet irises...
[-those dubious program~ webbed illusional walls
-of constant grimacing robotic makeup bulldozers
-in twisted existential gorges abuzz with bombastic lies.. ]
...their simplistic unitary focussing glints of earthern organic graininess
...of truthful molar tannins & theobromine actives of 'tea'ing astringence
busts the day's 34 or even a 50 of Sahara's heat
or it's latent coldblooded licking lizardous murderousness..
this tea. standalone . cuppa this .
weathers all . welcome the stirring
crisis or gathering thickly hazy chaos.
..cos its us. in a storming thunderous cup
..marriage of our effervescing minds.. unto
sacred soiling streams of souling liquescence
h o m e 🔥✍️♥️💞🙏☀️🍮🍮🍮🍮
#tea #love #robuma #ERULGCT #soulfuel #marchsunnytimes #chai #indianchai #backtodu
#refreshedafterhiatusppl #lightloveall
*pic: web .kolkata street tea in terracotta traditional cup
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