Branch Breeze Blue Triptych
Poem
When my thoughts don't realize.I become restless.
I wander between what could have been.
My hatreds and false starts.
And all decisions I could never make.
My sky dreaming.
My glass ceilings.
I as the consumer.
Stoked by the genius.
Those who know better for me.
And the wasted life of never meeting promises.
But still, I follow
My hatreds and false starts.
And all decisions I could never make.
My sky dreaming.
My glass ceilings.
I as the consumer.
Stoked by the genius.
Those who know better for me.
And the wasted life of never meeting promises.
But still, I follow
Vignette
Branch Breeze concerns the thoughts I have but cannot fully realize. Without the words, I become restless and agitated. And I begin to think of the things I could have been. I start to dwell on my past frustrations, old hatreds, and false starts. They still haunt me. Then I think of the decisions I know I cannot make. I regret that I have not controlled most of my life, and I then think of what has control. The limitations of my blue sky dreaming and the many glass ceilings I have encountered. But I am content and, as a consumer, am amazed by this era's genius.
This branch allows me to consider waste and hollow promises in context to the simplicity of experiencing the beauty of the biosphere — a branch emerging from the water on the full moon.
This branch allows me to consider waste and hollow promises in context to the simplicity of experiencing the beauty of the biosphere — a branch emerging from the water on the full moon.
Saeculum Reflection
The potential lifetime of experience whilst viewing and mediating the terms of artistic congruency. A question of meaning and actuality.
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