Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

BOUND BY THE BEAUTY



I'm bound by the fire

I'm bound by the beauty
I'm bound by desire
I'm bound by the duty

I'm coming back in 500 years
and the first thing I'm gonna do
when I get back here
is to see these things I love
and they'd BETTER be here

-Jane Siberry- (1989)

(for Dave)


Saturday, February 9, 2008

WHILE I WAS WALKING THE OTHER DAY...

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endless shades of grey on my horizon




a vast expanse with no beginning or end





light penetrates like some vague promise





restless, pacing the cage





always looking for signs of life...




Wednesday, November 21, 2007

THE CHANGING FACE OF THE CONSUMER

In honour of the endless barrage of advertisements reminding us of our duty to consume relentlessly this time of year, I have a composed a modified version of the children's poem Monday's Child. A little tongue in cheek exercise to help me cope with my ambivalence and turmoil about living in such a consumption oriented society. Which day are you?


Monday's consumer is full of desire,

Tuesday's consumer wants to transcend the mire,

Wednesday's consumer is shopping with glee,

Thursday's consumer wants to "buy one, get one free"

Friday's consumer buys endless items for Christmas giving,

Saturday's consumer wants deals and works hard for its living,

But a consumer that uses credit on Sunday to pay

Is able to defer the consequence for another day.



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