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Liberalia
LIBERALIA
Liber and Libera toast to binary
Spinning dials click into place … Hey Presto!
Check the files within the hidden folders
A crossing of fingers, of tracks … and fade …
Wholesome, essential … so to one’s taste
Hmmm … Wonder what’s coming next?
Liber and Libera toast to binary
Caught sight out the window it’s 1567
Another space domain, same time line
Three witches ride wild in the storm tide
Young Will three years old bard-to-be
Whisper magic words, gift a golden pen
Liber and Libera toast to binary
Miss and Mister Mystery sniff the
Exploding salt tang of liberation
And so achieve the desired intent
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Two-way eyelids’ mysterious presence
Liber and Libera toast to binary
Spin, little ones, spin away
Never mind all this toxic MSM
Perspective management yabber
My God, what an unholy carry-on!
Let’s concoct some of our own
Liber and Libera toast to binary
Chantilly shanties
Rich dark leafy greens
Forward, comrades!
In the morning …
Freedom
On The Job (Fuck Me): Shadorma
ON THE JOB (FUCK ME)
Poet’s job
To spark and nurture
Both free thought
And open
Emotion, even open
Doors to other realms
The Mathematician
THE MATHEMATICIAN
Although rough
Approximations
Made it look
Plausible
More precise calculations
Ended a bit off
Kept going
Drowning in ego
He wanted
To figure
This conundrum on his own
Madman that he was
Till it reached
It’s own tipping point
Bouncing off
Each other
Suddenly all became clear
Obvious really
Unsticking Is King (Or Queen)
UNSTICKING IS KING (OR QUEEN OF COURSE)
Stuck, stuck in a groove.
Stuck in a groove. Stuck in a
groove. Stuck in a groove.
Habit our own way?
We’ll never get anywhere
Treading this old way.
Stuck, stuck in a groove.
Stuck in a groove. Stuck in a
groove. Stuck in a groove.
Habit your own way.
Familiar, comfortable.
You won’t learn much though.
Stuck, stuck in a groove.
Stuck in a groove. Stuck in a
groove. Stuck in a groove.
The Get-together
THE GET-TOGETHER
Meet your family.
Here is your brother Andyet;
Your sister Maybe.
Your cousin Alltheanswers’s
Not here yet. Her plane’s delayed.
Explorer (16a)
EXPLORER
Mystery
Childhood favourite
Whyspering
In my ear
Fairy stories beckoned me
Hinting at ingress
Looking here
Looking there of course
(OCD)
Each stone turned
Discovering vibrant life
Cloaking … Mystery
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Growth (4a)
GROWTH
In our youth
We would give ourselves
Foolishly
We admit
Only partially awake
Yet there’s more to it
For later
As we grew wiser
We became
Discerning
Let us be loved yet also
Explore our own core
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Open Ended
OPEN ENDED
You are invited to take the air
On wings for too long trussed
(Not the best sort of trust)
So switch craving to braving
Half the sky is already yours
The other half yours to explore
Fly Fishing
Sep 5
Posted by Ben Naga
FLY FISHING
Some interactions
End up being exposed as
No more than fishing
Like this:
Posted in Poetry, Senryu
4 Comments
Tags: Concealment, Deception, Exploration, Relationships, Social commentary