About our constant need to adapt… Our cells are never same, From day to day, Nor are, Our days. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2017)
Tag: peace
421. Halt
About this dam I found on a trek, that had totally frozen over… What may halt the course of time? Perhaps we think our little drip, Into the ocean might? Until we aren’t, And all still is. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2017)
418. Deep
About meditating on my vivid visions at night… Deep time and dreams, What can they reveal? I’ll take a deep breath, And dive into me. (Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2017)
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)
385. Play
About finding time to play… Work is here, It’s work, it’s clear, That work, It must be done, sincerely, Now, And always now. Or take a day? To deviate, And play? Placate, The urge to run away? (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016)
381. Twinkle
About these beautiful Christmas lights in London… A splash of simple seasons joy, Extracted from the dusty box, Proudly now deployed. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, U.K. , 2016)
378. Balancing
About how this novelty act on the Southbank, in London, acts as a great metaphor for the feat we must pull every day… Life’s seismic shifting, Can leave us unwilling, But balancing might, Will sure win us the fight. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, U.K., 2016)
376. Returned
About returning to a city you left in haste… I never grew, past swooping chill, Loved swelling masses, Tooting trills, I never saw beyond it, so I never called it home. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016)
375. 20 years
About how popular culture helps you realise just how much you’ve aged… I jumped in twenty years ago, And since those years the art did grow, As pixels poofed, And jingles cleared, I got to know me, Now I’m here. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, UK, 2016)
374. Cleanse
About the joy of fresh Japanese sushi and sashimi… Once deep in the briney chill, You slip neatly, with quite a thrill, Between my chopsticks, sitting south, Then north up to my grateful mouth. (Photo – Eli Woodbine, UK, 2016)
373. Timid
About my sisters new kitten… A few months on this planet? My! You’re as brave as you can be child, I see you hide under the bed, I will protect you little friend. (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)
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