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Be careful

Opening them one after the other
Like presents bearing their names
Outcomes a horizon away

Each one curiously tantalizing
Contents taken by their eyes
Or their minds
Feels like the caressing of hearts
Gentle hands radiating love
Be careful for who’s sake?

Cradled face in warm hands
Warmth seeking surrender
Predator, soul the prey
Lips mete the grandest of promises
Warm tears trace the lines
Of the past’s tracks
And fill drought-stricken valleys
Where nothing alive may persist
Floods are devoured
Cracked earth always return

Please have a care
One says to the other
These boxes
Exceedingly approachable
Little maelstroms

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Fresh fruit

Bite into this fresh fruit
Closed eyes
Sustenance and pleasure
Fragrance and flesh
In this intant
Is that a connection you feel
With the earth, or is it the tree
Perhaps it is our planet’s love
Or just the taste of life

This poem was inspired by Judeitakali’s poem, “Market day”:

https://wordeologist.wordpress.com/2020/07/07/market-day/

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Beauty

Abundant
It fills our streets
Blown around by the wind
Or splashed by fast cars

Don’t blink
It’s in the brief moments
Before and during
The familiar or the strange
Greet each other
You might miss it

It’s in the gleam of knowing eyes
In the air that fills lungs
Inhaled for life
And then expelled
Back into the ether

It weaves its way
In and around
Filling spaces of
Intentions and actions
Of the moving and the still
Of the enduring
And the eroding

As equally sought after
As it is misclassified
Misattributed
And overlooked
Eternally demanded
And damned

Noticing beauty
Takes a keen mind
Sharing it
Takes love
And creating it…
That takes courage

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Look Up

Look up,
See the vastness,
Of our world,
Let your eyes swim in the sky blue,
And glide along the giant cotton balls,
The depth mesmerizes,
And dizzies.

Concrete recalls our attention,
Walls go up around our thoughts,
We look down,
And our world becomes resized,
To manageable compartments,
Defying even our imagination.

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A meditation on the Present

The gates to heaven
Have always been wide open
For any to enter
There are no angels
Or saints waiting
You may walk right through
But don’t expect anything
Anyone can walk through
Only those who believe
They can make their own heaven
Are set free

There is a duality to this place
Those who walk through
The freely open doors
Expecting to be given
What was promised
Those never leave
Spending eternity in Paradise
They haunt and become haunted
The Rusty Gates are always open
But they aren’t capable
Of leaving
The hell they created for themselves

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An Ode to Mangoes

Your fragrance,
Simultaneously bewildering,
And calming,
Sets into motion,
A desire for memories,
I follow my nose.

Ah, there you are,
A sight for sore eyes,
Pleasing curves,
Coloured softly and brightly,
Shades of green, red, yellow, and orange,
My entire being aches for you.

I move closer,
My heart beating faster,
My yearning for you,
And a past life,
Grows with every step,
I had forgotten,
My fondness,
for your plumpness.

I reach for you,
Feeling your soft skin,
Running my fingers,
Along your familiar shape,
One of you will not do,
I want all of you.

Come home with me,
I will bathe you,
Caressing you lovingly,
Before I devour you.

With every move of my hand,
You surrender,
Your wetness drips and splashes,
A heady sweetness,
From another world.

Your flesh in my mouth,
Intoxicating,
Ignites fireworks in my mind,
I struggle to consume,
Your every last drop,
Every last morsel,
I do not want to forget.

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Art

Art can strive to remind us of the larger picture, to bring us out of the little boxes that we use to keep safe. Art should strive to remind us that we can choose to have beating hearts larger than life, that we are so much more and that we can do so much more. Each one of us carries a piece of humanity and of the Earth, each one of us has the potential to move humanity and the Earth. A work of art should aim to bring its audience back to these basics.