Condense and Douse
condense and douse
suffering is lessened
when the sky weeps
within
atomic depths
photons enliven
entwined electrons
excite
come undone
dance an invisible
paso doble
stitch
with wave and particle
an arch-iris cloak
without the rainbow
there is no end to grief
Vaxxed or unvaxxed, black or white, Christian or Islamic, when the power that be or would-be call on you to hate through scapegoating, it is not in your best interest.
Resist hatred. Always.
I have had numerous conversation trying to explain to otherwise lefty allies why we must resist the scapegoating of the UNVX'd. They use the same arguments used against them when they defend other readily identifiable and disadvantaged groups.
They partake in prejudice and defend it on the same basis as those they often fight agains. Human nature.
The enlightened see beyond their own prejudice and fear; resist hate, spread love; protect the rainbow. Bring water and sunshine to the garden.
A Rational Fear of Nakedness and Bright Colors
Once upon a time, the time that is now
There were beings of passion
They were simply stuffed to the gusset
With feelings capable of forming a universe
Feelings conceived by thoughts
Emotions animated with energy
Embroidered to flesh and intricate delicates
Singed, seared, and bone-serged
Alas emotion pushed at the limits of good taste
The beings feared its rapid expansion
Embellishments threatened the basted seams
Of a vulnerable and just-new, carnal-covering
Stretched the astral-gauze of cosmic couture
Like white bloomers after Labour Day
Feelings went beyond what was expected
Accepted … in polite and proper company
The beings had forgotten like the universe
They were designed to expand and evolve
Like the leaves of fashion en Vogue
Shed the old; don the new
And nakedness is required
For any wardrobe change
Ever creative creatures
Whether they were aware or not
They weaved with static, stiff, and tight-fitting sheers
Creating garments restraining to the mind
Impermeable to the heart
With a little syllogistic sleight of stitch
The seam of thought and feeling was rent
Aside … between you and me
Not really, but without some fibbing
There can’t be any fable
So on with this truth-splitting myth
You thought I would rhyme; I didn't
The beings designed a grand illusion
Reasoned without any noticeable flaws
No loose threads to be pulled
No hem to be lifted or lowered
No seams to be let out, or taken in
They tailored a rationality, one size fits all
Now here were the corsets, belts, and veils
Easily, quickly, and readily donned
For the meta-physical masquerade
The carnival, the side-show with only one side
The cladding of an infinitely hued universe
In the simplicity of black and white
Never naked and never appearing gaudy
Bound up and ram-rod straight
They all lived suffering ever-after
Pretending, not noticing they were
But they consoled themselves
They were sure they looked smart
A great pairing of the words with images. This is one of the hardest aspects to capture in my opinion and adds that little extra impact to the piece.
Now this makes so much more sense. Thanks for the introduction @old-guy-photos.
Thank you:)
Yes. I am not sure I always follow what she means, but I enjoy it that way :)
You know, another way of saying 'nakedness is required for any wardrobe change' is that 'deconstruction is necessary for reconstruction.' It's a much nicer way of saying it though. 😀
Perhaps more metaphoric and less repetitive:)
@old-guy-photos ... on rhyming:) Take a look at A Rational Fear ....
Yes where you didnt :)
You get to a point where you have written so many poems and rhymes, you are like ... how can I make them think I rhymed:) LOL.
Unfortunately, I do not know English, so next time I will listen to a video with captions.
Roses are just gorgeous !!!
Thank you so much:)