Category: Poetry
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tao te ching says
it is the emptiness inside
that holds whatever we want
what then happens to
the crack in the cup..
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Lost
There is a light
Or two possibly
Only in darkness
Down, up
North, south
A cavern in the canvas
Is still not enough
Effulgence
Looking out my front window
Where Mount Baker shines
through oversized homes
A marriage is ending
Locks are changed.
This virile world
Is getting locked out.
Alteration
It happened as I folded your laundry
I glanced out my south eastern window
Where Mount Baker use to shine
A row of oversized houses is out my window now
I see the back end of them
I hear the birds outside my office window
Along with the humming of the washing machine
The computer and camera won’t process my latest painting
The ever-changing pigment is too strong
Opinion
I thought removing judgement would be enough
As the onion peels opinion must go too
My force field is up
I am an observer
And what I see
I don’t like
This New World
Like a baby
I learned to walk
And talk and eat
Without expectation and judgement
This New World, this 12/12/22
Like a baby
I will learn to walk
And talk and eat
I will accept and fly
Communicate
And slip through walls
I will know and trust
In Only Myself.
Sahasrara
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Before I depart
You will have what you need
Irrelevant is hatred and fame
As is judgement and gold
Greatness in the Vastness -
There will be None
This manufactured cesspool
Is churning into stagnation
So, before I arrive
You will have what you need -
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Jackie Blair McSween
THE GALACTIC TOMATO-COLOURED COUCH 5:35pm
The Lotus
Fragmented on a copper ribbon
I travel to the cosmos
Pure white, the light of heaven
The Lotus is created
Where I stand
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Jackie Blair McSween
Nothingness
Pollution seeps into the Void
Powerlessness prevails here
But for who or what -
I’m pulled down
To grey porous concrete
Like a YoYo with a severed string
My duty of making humans comfortable
With T-bone steaks and grad dresses
Do we really care?
Now that the Spiral is in motion
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Jackie Blair McSween
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