Stream of Consciousness
Someone Else's Property
This Airbnb has me lost in thought I've been thinking about regrets As so often I do when I'm awake At night in the wee small hours Or the light of day, anytime really Sitting in someone else's property Makes me think how weird it is To be sitting in someone else's property I think there's been a cat here My allergies have been triggered Hotels are designed for strangers But homes are not — unless money That's true of most things Gifts, acts of love, sex and death Become things for strangers When there's a bottom line _ Someone else’s time, their body, their mind, their heart. My nose is swollen a little — not too dramatically — In someone else's property, in a city unfamiliar That could be any Scottish city, save for the green buses and the coastal-meets-urban landscape _ The gulls are calling now, replacing the distant sirens and the calls of the delinquents and disreputes _ Not that I can judge, as my regrets and guilt and growing uneasy, and the damn allergic reaction, remind me I am not sinless or saintly. My halo chokes and I too have benefitted and suffered from the commoditisation of someone's property, visually beyond physical reach but still enough for viscera.
By Paul Stewart2 months ago in Poets
Where They End
A road, a stream, a path, a thought...they wind with logic, some grace, some planning, with a simple goal in mind. Start...and then finish. But roots? Those are fat and gorged on trickery. Yes, they have a purpose, but does that purpose have an aim? How large will our roots let us be? Will they let us survive storms and time and anger? Will they spread so long and far that the original sproutling has long been forgotten in the dust? Here's the secret...roots don't care about the past. The dig and turn, looking for ways around those that would end their progress. They feed and dive, rising to create a new world where the sun is perfect and the wind is kind. Yes, they started somewhere, but you may never find the end, because roots can last forever.
By Matthew Agnew2 months ago in Poets
