2017.6 - Cave

Senses will lie to you
Make a mockery of certainty
Undermine reality
Grey is always more than
Grey - it is scintillating with
Lights, a spectrum
Etching expectations from the
Absolute to
Nothing

All we see, or nearly, is what we’ve
Culled from hand-me-down
Romances, and we look askance at the
Ones who speak truths,
Switching between what is
To what we’ve been bred to,
Idiopathic travellers
Called to the root of things.

Pay them some heed;
Attention is everything, and
States of mind can act as
Tethers, meshes of
Evocation
Vaulting gaps in understanding,
Emptying sight of the irrational when
Rational is the bigger lie.
You are better than that
Better than those second-hand
Obfuscations
Duty binds you to.
You can be free.

This is courtesy of another prompt from the folk at Lies, Dreaming Podcast. But I’m not going to tell you which one...

2016.5 X9C3-2

We should be asking:
Where's the line
Between what's seen
And what's just mine?

The web was meant
To make us free;
Instead we're tangled,
Can't you see?

Convenience
Can't be worth the bill:
No secret shared's
A secret still.

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This post is, in itself, a delivery of a #poetrytogo commissioned poem from today. Feel free to ask, but there's only so much I can tell you…