So We Came …

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So, after the million-and-more

Worthless words, we came;

The faithful and the free

To be weighed on

The Scales of Reputations,

Under the Pointless Arch

And the anonymous gaze of

Distant strangers. Came

To the northernmost fringes

Of the City of False Wisdoms,

For the trials, and

After the assembling, the

Crowded, stalling, winding journey

The excesses:

Of colour and clamour,

Of favours and flavours,

Poise and pose,

The raising of voices,

Candles and sacrifices

Of fish and fruit;

The exchange of coins

For tokens,

Standing,

Sitting …

To be finally judged:

Noble, inspirational

But wanting.

 

The Sea Too?

My earliest on-line publishing was on a different site (www.webook.com)*

This is a lightly edited piece that first saw the light of the blogiverse there and was inspired initially be

a piece by “Juli Sabado”.

*my work is still there, in fact, but under a different pseudonym “Paul Rudge”

What are we looking at when

We are looking at the sea …

Hypnotised by the sea?

Do we look at a

Fluid mirror of our souls

Without realising this truth?

The depths, the shifts,

The emotions, the storms

And the turning tides? Continue reading