Dust

When I become what’s expected
My hinges will finally rust
My bones will settle and learn no more
Conformity comes before trust

For myself I found, seemingly with ease, I was wrong
I tried too long to live like wind
Wild and howling, refusing ruin

When really I’m the dust
Billowing and being blown about
No choice or call in the matter
And settling where I’m dropped
Swept up and minuscule

I follow rules set in stone
Like commandments meant only for peace
The basis of the fault in views instead
Words twisted and poisoned intentionally
No fault of the maker but of the made

The inequity of having a soul is that we are selfish
Selflessness a trait that must be mastered
However none bother with a thing so delicate
We fill the cracks and crevices instead
Jump when we are told to
And are satisfied with out an end

And so I’ll choose to satiate
The rudimentary cause of violence
Still and fragmented
A languid death
A requiem for silence.

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Inspiration

After a rather longer than intended nap I’m up late again conjuring my restlessness into words. Here’s a new one. I didn’t really want to post it so soon but I might as well. Enjoy!:)

Inspiration

It’s the subject that matters
The viscous fibres that connect all things
The immaterial thought

When found its undeniable
It’s the art that isn’t shared
The things created that go un-praised
What lies beneath the surface

A pulse, invisible, life
Only One can understand It

It does not beg attention
Happily It sits lit secondary
To It’s inordinate surroundings
The backdrop not the forefront
The corps of dancers not the principle
The clouds and stars
Not the moon or the sun
The wind not the hurricane

It boils down to necessity
The base, the Beginning
The End in ways

It’s the platform
The springboard that hurls
The amnesic artist into productivity

Pastel Dreams

There are days as bleak
And black as night
And evenings that I remember
Pastel painted sunset skies
Will lead slowly to the next sunrise
All I have to do is hold tight
And watch the fading colours give way
To gentle glittering dreams
Of better brighter things

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My latest little scribbling. Enjoy:)