435. Off

About the days when I just want to be alone…  If I had wings, Of simpler things, A life of froth,  Need not take off.  (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2017) 

427. Snooze 

About faith… Love, when I snooze, I may have plenty to lose,  Senses closed to the view,  But knowing that I’m with you, I feel safe,  yes I do.  (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2017) 

396. Pain 

About how the answers are always found in facing the painful truth…  I threw caution to the wind, And it blew it back at me. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016) 

392. Contemplation

About knowing what you must do, but not how to do it…  I threw a cushion at the floor and screamed, In total absolute frustration, Knowing full well what to do, Found no means, in contemplation.  (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016) 

391. Mystic 

About connecting with ones true identity…  I was called a mystic once,  Then twice, and then, Once more, and thrice, I turned my mind away. But with loves gaze,  The greater play, My growing heart, Just beats away, And now I see, Through love repaid, That I am what, They used to say.  (Photo –…

388. Out

About the truth… You can try to keep it down, But in the end you’ll paint the town,  Will bile and brilliant truth. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Toronto, 2016) 

386. Simple 

About how the greatest joys in life are simple…  We are beasts of simple needs, Beneath the oft complexity, Of modern life and love.  (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016) 

380. Equality 

About this traffic light I saw in London…  Not more, nor less,  Just knowing that,  There is no judgement, Beyond what, We are as plain human. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, U.K., 2016) 

371. Reality 

About our material reality… Like blinkers on a racing horse, We run through life, a trodden course, Amidst the deepest of discourse, Debating something more.  (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016) 

368. Finest edge

About the human experience…  Forever on the finest edge, Of a pinch far less than everything, And instant nothingness.  (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016) 

364. Goes on

About the nature of life, inspired by some comic art I saw at a gallery this weekend…  The simple truth, Until we’re done,  Is one we hide,  Act blindly dumb,  Unto the point, We end our run, And although dead, All life goes on.  (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016) 

362. Reminder 

About the reminder I have on my desk at work (photographed above)…  The simplest road is very low, The easiest to tread. Moronic, lazy, feckless fools will trudge it till they’re dead.  It takes a brave soul to compete,  And leap to higher trail, But that’s the fight, we unify,  We are the silent whale….