Back in the Day

 "In fair round belly with good capon lin’d"

 

 

wealth

 

 

Scarce

 to trust somebody 

into your arms

Upside

 down and yet oddly straight

a vantage point but probably none of engagement

Infectious

 not in a bad way

Corset

the way

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

you look at things and 

 

 

the way they look back
 

Who Indeed

 should/could bear it all

alone

Bridge Burner

 when all comes crashing down

in a way pretty liberating, of course yet still in a negative way

The Fall

 being all the rage

Inhale

exhale

fight inhibition and pride
 

Gravitas

 slightly detached and yet mighty

In Opposition

 but still being part of it 

nevertheless and even more

The Daily Reminder

 still yet almost

Simple

as it seems

the hardest to achieve
 

Sometimes

tiresome

a lost cause
 

Spontaneous

 something happens

O Man

 finally all these feet of clay

Care

 and carry

Still

it will rejoice and even explode with every encounter, every word

On Balance

 whatever needs to be carried

love you so very much

Down on the Street

 in so many ways

In the Flow

 or in the fall

certainly in the mix

The Magical

 thinking encorporated in representation

still ceci n'est pas what it apparently shows

Things To Tell

 the machine or AI

this is no jump or leap

Ceci n'est pas

The Way

 the position, the immobility and inertia

as only the inside gets out and never the outside in

speechlessness

Directions

 the path to meaning via joy

Meditation

 all the while painting the town red

Deliberate

 as all is coming back

Taken

 nolens volens

the end and aim

While

 seasons change, leaving the city, the polis, behind

accumilations of divisiveness

Outside

 where it is so much healthier

Erect

 sometimes more, sometimes less

Happiness

 when talents and experience suffice

Tread Lightly

 nowadays in so many ways

it feels anything, any imprudent move could stir up some nasty reaction

The Leap

 as it gets harder and harder

maybe falling

When To

and how to stop

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

just at the right moment

 

Conversation

 

 

 

 

 

 

sometimes it is just small talk  

to keep it rolling because it is fun

Bold

just 

you

go

 

 

there is beauty

Framed

/is it...

probably a look that looks back

Melting

 the hard, tight form losing its shape

Tension

 conflict and resolution

interesting times

Mind the Gap

that needs, begs and screams out 

 

 

 

 

to be bridged

Digressingly

 reaching the aim

Blocking

 just listening to your own stupid voice knowing all the answers and talking points that will alienate everybody else

Posing

 a little bit lethargic I guess

Moving

 in many directions 

 

in communion

Light and Darkness

 is relative like everything in the world

shine on

To Pause

 must still be possible

and even joy

Ahead

 just like the time line

Flowing

 some gift to the world

Simply

 too simple or just the iota not

something to grow fond of in time