First yoga lesson –
Cars on cobbles pass outside ~
Sounds add to my calm.
Tag: Perception.
Jobs
Grasses become weeds –
Chop chop jobs for the weekend ~
The snail, caring not.
Legend
The last of the flies –
Must think that he’s a legend ~
In his scheme of things.
Relativity
Fish appear to sleep –
Stationary, for seconds ~
Perhaps that’s enough.
T-4
The last Saturday
In my thirties – seems endless ~
Ah, my watch has stopped…
Friends
The Past is just that –
Future remains to be seen ~
So live in the Now.
Photons
Moon, Sun and Garden –
All points in a triangle ~
Lit by each other.
Seeing
Lessons are over –
Still can’t copy Van Dongen ~
The oil is still wet…
Eyesight Echoes Perception.
Now I’ve got my left lense out
The crescent moon blur seems to shout
this is how you always see
the world about and those around me.
Bifocal still but not complete
Clear / Crystalline / blurred compete.
I see alot, maybe more than most?
But remaining still the untold ghost
an image there, an outline here
What exactly it is remains unclear.
Judge Distance, perceive good and woe
Still you’re fucked if you know what you don’t know.
The both lenses out, all is gone.
Ignorance or Apathy which I sometimes don.
Soon, All needful knowledge I’ll win:
Next morning lenses go back in.
From ‘The Little Black Book’, 20-6-1992
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