Drawn Too
Posted: November 29, 2015 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion 10 CommentsI have to move on
go at it alone
and though a part of my heart you’ll always own
my passion truly lies in the unknown
the sweet strife and self-sacrifice
at every stop… only to continue
on the road to paradise
living the free life
of self interest
where I feel at home
© Heath Muchena, 2015
Decades Dreaming of Democracy
Posted: November 27, 2015 Filed under: Inhibitions Illustrated 11 Commentsonce I thought democracy was the use of all nature’s resources
by all the inherent and developed mental and physical powers of man
for the good of all people
but as I came to live in one, I also became aware
that the sources from where I had gotten my distorted view and understanding of it had deceived me
it was not what I had dreamed
for it seemed to me nothing more than just a system that, in my time, had taken the lead
right then I was convinced
of the unchanging law of humanity
© Heath Muchena, 2015
Sketch for a Theory of Persistent Passions iii
Posted: November 26, 2015 Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... 7 Commentsall they do is sow seeds of doubt
in your mind
now you’re questioning what we’re about
questioning our love
all of a sudden I don’t give you enough of my time
… insinuating that it’s not all about the art
how ironic that you think we should have some time apart
don’t you see you’re only allowing them room to get closer
haven’t you realised it only has meaning when I’m in it with you
can’t you tell they’ve never had me the way you do…
and as far as the art goes
I’m sure in time you’ll discover that it was never lost
© Heath Muchena, 2015
Portia Galactica VII
Posted: November 24, 2015 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion 4 Commentsshe had the striking shine of precious metal
with traces of time faintly etched on her skin like a silver Sumer shekel
and though in her golden years, she was still sweeter than maple – the best he’d known since his youthful days when the sap was rising
a true treasure finding…
for so long he had been pining for
© Heath Muchena, 2015
The Most Beautiful Woman in Paradise
Posted: November 24, 2015 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion 5 Commentson a hill way above the high rises
Her and I – spending time
in Higgovale heights
Tanqueray with a slice of lime
chandeliers hanging off the pine roof
everything bright – from the city lights to the stars in the sky
even the water blue hues from the balcony pool…
and as she stripteases to the rhythm and blues
I swear she is the creator’s masterpiece – in my view
the most exquisite of all in sight
the most beautiful woman in paradise
© Heath Muchena, 2015
75.9
Posted: November 24, 2015 Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... 4 Commentsbeauty is a state of matter
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75.8
Posted: November 24, 2015 Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... Leave a commentfact is fully formed fancy
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75.7
Posted: November 24, 2015 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion 2 Commentsto cease to struggle
is to begin on a downward spiral
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On The Heath 