Abstract

There are lines of love and glory
circles with red dots
which start at their end
then, which way is up?
(who cares)

Although basically shy
I’ve always tried to be different
have never conformed to what
was considered
(by most)
is the ‘norm’

My one long earring dangles
although, it isn’t forlorn
I could have a pair
but just, like one there.

New fears are born
of not ‘fitting’ into
the confines of others
and concepts of how they
‘think’ we should be.

I say to them all:

I beat my own drum
dance to its rhyme
so what does it matter
if I sing out of time.

I don’t know the Jones’s
and won’t die of shame
if I don’t wear those labels
which make me the same.

Be bold
Be different
Be as abstract as you please

Don’t wear other’s labels
wear your own name
as you please.

~*~

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The Painting is by an artist named  Wassily Kandinsky.
Not fond of abstract art but, this painting seemed to suit what I wanted to say …lol

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Occupy Antarctica

With anguish as befits any mother
she cried out to her new born
pushing them gently with quick flick
of a flipper until they were safe…
tucked beneath her belly
perched upon her feet.

The light from the sky orb
burned a brighter flame
although the snow was
permeable, it couldn’t
penetrate their thickness of
feather over blubber.

Each felt the shocks as
the earth seemed to move
once and, then again.

Fresh snow fell across
her field of vision as each
came to take their place
on this frozen waste.

This frigid land of God given serenity.

This land was theirs
they had always occupied it
for starters and, what’s more
always would be.

~*~

© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved

A lot going on, couldn’t think of anything to link the words to this week but for some reason, this stuck in my mind, so, out it had to come. LOL
With the new explorations going on at the poles searching for more resources to drill for and exploit, I’ve often wondered that…if animals could speak our language, if they would ever say they were ashamed of us and of the disgusting ways in which we have never ceased to exploit and destroy this beautiful planet and hence, cause millions of animal and plant species to become extinct. we forget that, man too is a species, can and probably will, become extinct.

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