Category: Poetic Prose

I never met you, but someone did.

2020-05-252023-09-27Michelle C. Basey

I never met you, but someone did.

I never knew your valor, your fear, your wounds, or your struggle, but someone did.

I never knew your life, or even of your death, but someone did.

Someone knew you, someone cared, someone missed you when war ripped you from their arms of connection.

I don’t know how to honor your life this Memorial Day, but someone does. And I know you are deep in their hearts full of love, and perhaps still in their hearts mourning the loss of your presence.

So thank you for giving up your life when my country asked you to step into the Warrior’s Role and you met that challenge with everything you had.

(Memorial day thoughts spontaneously arose.) (end of article)

the feeling inside ceased external action

2020-05-102023-09-27Michelle C. Basey

the feeling inside ceased external action
it was subtle
sneaky
nefarious

concealing its existence as an emotion . . .

Photo by:
Chris Arock

New Year’s Wish For You

2019-12-312023-09-27Michelle C. Basey

Reflections

Thoughts For You This Day

Life brings us moments big and small …

RoadRunner vs Wile E. Coyote, Sometimes Life

2019-06-222023-09-27Michelle C. Basey

sometimes life is like Road Runner
nothing can touch you, nothing can stop you, everything’s going your way

sometimes life is like Wile E. Coyote
brick walls, gravity pulling you down, and everything blowing up in your face …

Photo by:
Rodion Kutsaev

trees enveloped feet moving slowly along the trail eyes allow gazing as they please mind buzzing memories push their way up determination pushes them back down the argument of State and Beinginess wars on body stillness on the rock the war rages on the body holds the space moving back back to home a wasted […]

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2018-07-112018-07-13Michelle C. Basey

Hey, How’s It Goin? As the transfixed moon gazes its tranient light to the startled by surpirse, all light becomes stolen toward the grand eye, all beauty shifts to the sky, no wandering gaze to find her elsewhere for it is night and darkness befalls the scene and the seen. Then end of the light […]

what do I do when I can’t see you

2018-07-08Michelle C. Basey

what do I do when I can’t see you what do I do when I can’t see all that isn’t you what do I do when I fail to find the who behind the mask my eyes hold over you with my gaze what do I do when there is no one to help me […]