foresight

In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt foresight:

Imagine never being surprised,
never learning anything new –
how terribly…
how unspeakably…
how unbearably…
boring
omniscience
must be.

Perfect hindsight
and perfect foresight –
time become meaningless,
all eternity seen at once
and held in a single,
infinite
interminable
inescapable
instant.

How awful to be so afflicted!
What intolerable cruelty
to inflict on a god –
to be our surrogate,
carrying the burden of foresight
that we cannot bear ourselves.
That we hide from –
wrapped in our security blanket
of ignorance
so that we can greet each day
blessed with
uncertainty.

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Invoking the priestess…

…or joining the blue-rinse set?

In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt “mystical“:  

 

Tomorrow
the unwanted,
but unavoidable,
journey must occur.

The green around me
and the blue above me
will be left behind for
the five days of
concrete-grey obeisance
that I must make.

So tonight I trace blue
– sky, water –
and green
– leaves, trees –
into my hair
as an invocation,
as an insignia
of otherness.

In front of the mirror,
the streaks of blue and green
replacing the white within the brown,
I wonder –
is this mystical
or merely misguided?

Am I invoking the priestess
or joining the blue-rinse set?

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Forces By Demons (FBDs)

A follow-up to Friction does not oppose motion, for Shruba and the Twisted Mouse:

Forces by demons,
and by engine elves,
and forces of motion
belong on same shelves. Continue reading

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Friction does not oppose motion!

You can’t, of course
walk or drive, with
no friction force.
Please tell your kith
and tell your kin:
You can’t begin
without friction. Continue reading

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fledgling II: kookaburra

For weeks they have circled the clearing,
pausing at each compass point
to claim their territory with a raucous laugh,
defining its borders with their mirth.

Now with a hoarse uncertain chuckle –
soft grace notes dropped into their song –
their duet has become a trio,
and their joyous laughter fills the forest.

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I’ve told you a million times…

A pedant’s portent (for L, who always exaggerates):

It’s not decapitation
if you’ve still got a head. Continue reading

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Seereal

In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt, “crystal ball“:

No-one’s destiny is written in the stars.
It can’t be divined from tarot cards.
Gaze close enough at a crystal ball,
you’ll see silicon dioxide, and that is all. Continue reading

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a statement of intent

Kiddies fiddling
with piggy’s hair? Continue reading

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Tuesday afternoon ha’sonnet

Come sit by me
and have a drink –
a G&T,
a chat, a think.
I’m getting old
for ventures bold,
but this’ll do.

 

 

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dot or d?

A little bit Sunday afternoon nerdity: 

Newtonian notation
is fine for the neat of hand,
but for those a little messy
Herr Leibniz is our man! Continue reading

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