Tagged: writing
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
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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His Will Will
Don’t you see it comin’?
Isn’t it obvious?
That slow, steady drummin’
George, are you curious?
Yep . . . that steady drumming
Election cycle, new moon
Video games and other forms of numbing
Our debt is now “Due soon!”
Baby, you can drive my car 1
“Hey! I found a brand new star!”
Come on along, were not going very far 2
More infectious than SARS
Summer’s Almost Gone 2
Summer’s burnt a trail
It wasn’t particularly long
But God’s will will prevail!
We’re into ‘Breaking Bad”
They act naturally 1
After all the fun we’ve had
The solution’s applied unilaterally
He knows when you’ve been bad or good
He knows when you’re awake 3
He’ll mete justice as He should
Harps, seals and earthquakes
O.G. Hawkins
1 – The Beatles
2 – The Doors
3 – Traditional
Destiny Canned
Footprints in the sand
Bottle in your hand
Everything shattered
Not what you planned
You were still a girl
You were still dreaming
Your oyster: the world
Hormones teaming
You opened your heart
You opened the door
You opened your legs
You offered your core
You gave him your love
You gave him your all
You watched him in horror
He made you feel so small
He took your heart
He pocketed your youth
Sharp as a dart
Nail and tooth
Alone in the sand
Made your stand
Fantasy grand
But destiny canned
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O.G. Hawkins
HAWK WRITER
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Me & M’ Bulletproof Vest
DAT AINT NO CONDOM
gonna be wavin’
gots M’ Designer Shades up
gots M’ Kicks
got M’ 22 –
M’ Flo Pen
hawk dem Ghetto Birds
NO HALF STEPPIN
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Me & M’ Bulletproof Threads
gonna be struttin’ wid M’ Pilot
gonna put up M’ Burner
bomb M’ Tag
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I’M ALL CITY
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Joanna Hyde
May 8th 2012 The Hawk West Window 1:04pm
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