Category: Experience

photo

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Helena and Josh

I love photography,
But don’t much like photos.
Clinging to memories;
Negatives–I don’t know,
Doesn’t appeal to me.
To future, and to grow,
Is preferred, honestly.
However, apropos
Of this–the irony
Is not lost on me, though;
Knowledge, maturity;
Photos offer windows
In time to the many
Circumstances that show
A glimpse: identity,
Gained ever thoroughly.

Thanks for reading.

-j

8/1/14: a haiku

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Today, I would like to offer up some context to the poem, because it holds special meaning to me. Its title is the date it was written–at the outset of arguably the toughest spell in my life, but nevertheless the period of most significant growth. It was a time marked by constant thought, and restless sleep; the latter of which plagued me on August 1, 2014: a relatively temperate night spent peering out the guest bedroom window of my wonderful, inimitable friend, Daniel’s, house. It’s the only haiku I’ve ever attempted. I hope you enjoy it:

cool summer’s eve
moonbeam
removes the leaves

Thanks for reading.

-j

run on

On By theisswriterIn Daily Exercise, Experience, Life, Music, Poem, Poetry, Running, Time1 Comment

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I run
(not) for time,
(not) for pace,
(not) to any particular place;

I run
(just) for time,
(just) for pace,
(just) in my life’s particular place;

I run
(not) a step,
(not) a race,
(not) with any particular grace;

I run
(just) a step,
(just) a race,
(just) for my life’s particular grace.

…

(Not) time for a run.
(Just) time for a run.

 

 

Thanks for reading.

-j

 

Songs listened to during composition of this post (Spotify playlist):

  • Singularity, Jon Hopkins
  • Emerald Rush, Jon Hopkins
  • Bloodflow, Grandbrothers
  • From a Distance, Grandbrothers
  • Long Forgotten Future, Grandbrothers

future unknown

On By theisswriterIn Daily Exercise, Experience, Free Verse, Future, Life, Poem, Poetry, Time, UnknownLeave a comment

If I were a present
I’d be the future.

If I were tangible
I’d be untouchable.

If I were a scene
I’d be unseen.

If I were an object
I’d be a subject.

If I were a word
I’d be unknown.

 

Thanks for reading.

-j

temporal

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If minutes were sixty-one seconds long, and hours were sixty-one minutes long, and days were twenty-five hours long, and weeks were eight days long, and months were five weeks long, and years were thirteen months long, would there still be enough time; to do what we wish to do; to say what we wish to say; to see what we wish to see; to hear what we wish to hear; to taste what we wish to taste; to smell what we wish to smell; to touch what we wish to touch; to end a sentence needing ending…

 

Thanks for reading.

-j