No Nouns No Names

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Words words absurdity

To herd yourself

Within some thing

To clothe these

Lithesome souls

In heavy garments

made for other

Shapes are free

Like we are

Dancing graces

Shifting places

Meanings dreaming’s

Nothing seemingly

So stuck in still

No will not us

We are the happenings

Events to be and see

To do for you

And me

We must we need

To walk alone

Without such definitions

Shackle we move free

 

©K Barr

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Mirrors

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Who

Do you

Do

When you

Enact

A seeming

Fact

Of being

That does not

Reflect election

Of the whole

Of what you

Can be

In your motioning

Emotion

Don’t detract

Reduce to lack

Or form to liking

In a moment

Can’t exist

In this

Confinement

Must resist

All naming

There’s no shame in

What you be

You cannot see

Your self-detected

In the mirrors

Of your head

Subjected

Lay to rest

All striving

No more hiding

Let you be

 

©K Barr

Relativity

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The relations

Of the stationary stop

No gaps with you

You flow you know

You go with slow and fast

No lasting task

All paces are no race to you

And faces of the people

That you see and who see you

Are phantoms through a mirror

Giving glimpses of the momentary

Elemental monumental

Motioning and singing

Wild songs are yet untold

And never to be tamed

In bold unfolding freedom

You call me…

 

©K Barr

 

 

Fitting-In

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I

Don’t fit

In here

This space

Not place

Enough for me

For free

I am

With rolling writhing

Soaring diving

Alternating

Currently to be

Is not a lot

And also far too much

As such my telling

Must defy me

Always and forever

I be never

Shift contained in ever

Shall be worlds unfolding

Never to be told in

Holding mean confinement

No alignment me…

 

©K Barr

Knowing

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If You think

To know me

You will only

Hear my name

It’s not the same

As what I was

A moment past

So fast is change

No fact remains

No thing is ever tamed

Into submission

Listen this is

Not me talking

Never is it me

who’s walking

Neither is it you

Who’s hearing

Here in

Now

 

©K Barr