"Change" isn't what we see or unsee; "Change" is the difference in how we experience what we see in the unseen. ~Mikavelli~ Life just seems so different now Not triggered by sudden noises nor crowds Or perhaps because there just aren't as many around Or maybe the echoes just don't sound as loud Trains and … Continue reading Seeing the Unseen
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Every morning, I open the curtain Hoping for some sun to pour in Some days, I get a shining radiance That gives a majestic illusion of permanance Only to have it take a break Almost exactly the very next day When the clouds roll in and the rain pours down Thunder roars, lightning flashes all … Continue reading Morning Sun Midnight Rain
The low growl of construction The echo of city rhythms The flashing lights on the street The metronome of life's beat Sirens all around Noises, so loud People scream for no reason Regardless of time or season Boxes and lines everywhere Humans scattered here and there No matter where I look, there's a distraction Divided … Continue reading Urban City
She said she comes from Limerick. I thought she said "I like limericks". He, however, came from Labrador. I thought he had a labrador. "I want to visit Hungary," said Hugh. I told them "Hugh is hungry!" My parents had a nice trip to Bath but did not bring back a bath. Brother wanted to … Continue reading World Puns
I come from a city where... Kids can make computer games But don't know how to ride a train Teens can ace quantum physics But have no clue about budget sheets College kids can start revolutions But with love they've no solution Thirty year olds still watch cartoons But can't define platoon or harpoon Forty … Continue reading I Come From A City Where…
When I lack direction They give me religion When I lack discretion They squelch my questions When I challenge regimes They corner me into the mainstream When I seek advice They tell me to sacrifice When I ask for help They tell me to save myself When I offer my assistance They react with resistance … Continue reading I’m Not Lost, Just Displaced
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The Curious Adventures of Gordan's Thoughts 