atheist become

released from
some kind of burden
you are light as air
& heavy as clouds

god did not leave –
not there to begin with
as they would
like you to believe

the world is yours now
but nothing will free you
from death and
to nowhere will you go

morning phase

pastiche pastel hue
of cycle
time rolling like waves
across your ocean
breaks in the light
up in the air
three sunbirds
a blue moon &
a drum for a heart
beckons me

What and how do I know?

To know is to have a knower and things to know. Therefore, it entails space, objects, time and consciousness. Existence of things does not infer that there is a god or creator, only the state of affairs is such. For sense-tools to come into existence must mean the knower’s object-self is a priori, and has an “understanding”, that is, assumes the existence of space/object-time.

#wordplay #poetry

i must write
must write
must write
must right
must right
right a wrong
write a wrong
it is wrong
not wrong
not wrong at all
at tall
at tall things
a tall thing
is this poem
a poem it is