Category Archives: mur

Barred Owl

Art, Daily Life, Future Plans, mur, October 2015, Quick Thoughts, Random

This species of owl exists
in the Eastern United States
(North America,
for future reference)
It has ever since
humans began giving a shit
about where owls live.

They, as a species
struggled so hard
adapted so effortlessly
to their environment
that in a mere 20 years
they achieve Manifest Destiny
Greatest of American Dreams

Musta come on too strong
Gun to the face
Shock to the heart
When did it become
either/or, none two shall pass
Not a competitior
In the human race

Change is inevitable
Not always mandatory
Wonderland is where
Stories live in the dark
Ms Poppins is a pusher
I’ve seen the universe
In the pupil of my eye

Blindspot

Daily Life, Future Plans, mur, October 2015, Quick Thoughts

I float along the drift of this case where I met one guy while decorating the lights for a place I’d never been before it was time to see the people dance with wolves in the long night alone. Then the light shone over his shoulder twice before not seeing me sitting next to someone on the balcony making conversation with a girl who once hated my face is red from thoughts in my head about you in the arms of my care and innocence lost forever.

Do you feel it too?
I see you.
Vibrating
at my speed.

Making my way out of town.
I hope you get to know me before then.
The best thing about me is the people I know.

So cool

Art, Daily Life, mur, October 2015, Pumping Station, Quick Thoughts

I look at the sunset
And say – that’s cool.
Do you hear passion
In the understatement?
My aching heart wincing
Pain from nature’s beauty.
Consistently unique colors
Smeared on temporal entropy
Like butter on dry toast.
I’m humming a melody
only I can hear. Monotone.
The chords are too weak
To support the structure.
Fortified harmonic lining
For her pleasure, at least.
Unintentional attention
Drawn to the sound itself.

Chat of Videos, fo free?

Daily Life, Future Plans, mur, October 2015, Quick Thoughts, Reasons for Things

I did two totally amazing things today.  Continue reading Chat of Videos, fo free? →

Associates

mur

It seems I can only get half way,
regardless of the format.
Not strong enough to finish,
why even start.
End of life,
unnoted
Unremarkable
Nothing special.

I’ve always known
Nothing special
Learning by doing
Never done learning
Yearning to please
No one who cares

Emily Dickinson,
emphasis on the dick.
Perhaps arsenic
With gin & tonic
While I pick
the wrong place.

And time to go.
No home left.
Retirement optional.

Inspiration

Art, mur, Reasons for Things

The gravest insult
I can confer
Is inspirational.
Watching the world
I’m rarely inspired
To do good
Discovering role models
In bad examples.
Motivated by what
I don’t want to be.
Kinetic fight or flight
Empathetic integrity
Driven to happiness
By self-awareness
And 2 parts apathy.

831

Art, Black Lodge, First Impressions, Large Events, mur, Reasons for Things, Stories

Cooper-Young is an epicly quaint place where post-retirement hippies & post-graduate hipsters form a swirling nexus of open minds, mostly-liberal principles and Association Fees.  Further north, the debauchery of Overton Square is lauded by every college student I’ve ever met.  This length of Cooper Street is than the gulf between freshman and senior year.    With The Roo supplementing our crumbling infrastructure, it’s the best place in Memphis to randomly find a good time.  Continue reading 831 →

Urdhva Uphavista Cleanasana

Art, Daily Life, Future Plans, mur, Quick Thoughts, Reasons for Things, Stories, Yoga

Clothes Mountain
Sits before me.
It was in a black hole
Disguised as a closet.
I discovered the rift
While exploring
Feng Shui, aka,
Cleaning the kitchen.
Upper Middle Class guilt
Compels me to give
Them all away, just so
I can’t neglect them.
The children nor the clothes.
Instead I swept up
A salad of cat byproducts
And three toenails.
Yoga for balance
A quick realignment
Breathing light
Into the dark.
A quick respite
Scissors ready.
Enthusiasm ingested.
Time to demolish
Some retail value.

On My Sleeve

Art, Daily Life, Future Plans, mur, Reasons for Things

I’m gonna make the jump.
Standing at the edge of the forest
Peering across an endless open space
Squinting through the haze
Desperate to find the nearest haven
Away from the burning glares
Apart from the slogging wasteland
Of media-driven fear-based rhetoric
And the newest way to lose 10 pounds.
No reason I can’t, a few reasons I won’t.
When shopping for a new heart
Healthy is pretty premium quality
Almost died last night, only 6 ft away
Instead, I cried. And didn’t feel loved.