Tuesday, January 31, 2017

SPRKS IN CSF: The Day after tomorrow

SPRKS IN CSF: The Day after tomorrow: Yesterday I dreamt of the coming of spring, Birds singing in the trees, And flowers dancing in the sun;      Today, I wake, and go to wo...

The Day after tomorrow

Yesterday I dreamt of the coming of spring,
Birds singing in the trees,
And flowers dancing in the sun;
     Today, I wake, and go to work.
 Carry my day in routines,
      Tomorrow I balk and stare,
  Into the day after,
  The day after tomorrow, I see,
   I see the future,
   I see it all crumble and shift,
   All my future children,
   Crumble into civilization's demise,
I see the day after tomorrow,
Rising into oblivion;
All life and time glide and lurch away,
All into the great oblivion, oblivious all still...
Into the day after tomorrows...
 

(poem by Pc3--01/30/2017)

Monday, January 30, 2017

SPRKS IN CSF: despite KAOS wins- the letter to my children

SPRKS IN CSF: despite KAOS wins- the letter to my children:  I look at my initial thoughts, and I am not so sure any more. But one still has to act.In the shifting sands of time , all become irreleva...

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Saturday, January 21, 2017

SPRKS IN CSF: reflect I on (a poem by pc3)

SPRKS IN CSF: reflect I on (a poem by pc3): I want to take this space to reflect, as the future  and past draws to a close..lost to a present, almost like the inconsequential feeling ...