Nothing

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I am no thing

To be or see to do

Be touched or touch

And therefore

I am all things

Free this everything

Is me we walk like gods

In seeing nothing

We can see

 

©K Barr

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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

Moving

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Let’s move on out

Vacate the time and space

All place particular

To birth and person

Deemed to be

No more

Let’s move on out

From under hedgerows

Where we hid in bid to rid

Ourselves from heavy loads

Inherited no more

We’re moving out

No stories to divulge

Just we who are

Are our only hope

We travel light

As life can be

Like air electing to be free

Abandoning what was

We see that destiny

Is ours only

Let’s move on out

 

©K. Barr

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