creatively Yours
Posted: December 28, 2015 Filed under: Inhibitions Illustrated 19 Commentsno indemnity is given for loss of creativity
so creative block I can’t afford and will not allow
for I know that although creative sparks may come with the forces
the end results are always without doubt… choices… voices
within, brought forth, without
and since creative energy as all energy
cannot be made or destroyed
only activated or stored
my choice is to continue to let you hear my voice
in hopes it becomes the spark that kindles yours
© Heath Muchena, 2015
Love For Last
Posted: December 28, 2015 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion 4 Comments‘let’s end the year with a bang, take me one more time’, she said
‘oh pretty eyes
sweet thighs
yours are gateways to heaven
and it’s my pleasure being inside…‘, he replied
‘every single day
every single night
I wanna please you… in every way
I wanna treat you right’
‘then first, let me kiss you there
in between your thighs
cuz you’re gon’ need this foreplay
‘fore you can take my size’
champagne, candles…
everything about the mood was right
soon the echoes of love making were reaching the neighbours across the acres
intense… passionate… wild
‘I’m falling for you’ she whispered, amid her pleasure cries
to which he replied ‘please don’t, just use me… take me for a ride… let’s leave love for last!‘
© Heath Muchena, 2015
Session with Sensei
Posted: December 28, 2015 Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... 1 Commentbreaking into the industry is like trying to become a member of the Hong Kong Jockey Club or something… I swear this sh*t got me on the verge of quitting, man!
’bout time you quit tryna fit in, that’s for sure!
see dude… I just think you need to take a different approach… innovative, yes… but stay original… you’re not Gerald Celente so no need to follow trends, all right!
you have what it takes, just do it your way!
eh, I think you’re right man… you just made me realise that my reliance on their approval and acceptance is no different to say: allowing titles to become the determinant basis for estimating worth…
dude, yeah! that’s exactly it. one can be Councillor, Lord, Knight, all sorts and the like – but if they don’t recognise that the play of social life, with all its honours and distinctions, is in fact just a way for the establishment to keep things hierarchical – then hey, poor them I say, for then it means their intellect is already arrested
I agree, because by having another man measure your value and give you status, you are in that feigned uplifting, only confirming that you’re subordinate, since you wouldn’t be otherwise awarded the titles or honours if they deemed you a threat to their power
now you see, they understand all too well the dependence of social standing on the supposed merits of status symbols… so always remember that, and do it your way, you got what it takes!
© Heath Muchena, 2015
Mary Jingle
Posted: December 25, 2015 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion 2 CommentsA great one once wrote that
‘To give away yourself keeps yourself still, And you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill.’
So on this 25th
I sing to you sweet muse
the sounds of my love’s rhythm.
And I promise to love you ’til you feel my soul.
Even if only through these poems.
Remember, and the wise one I’ll again quote
‘So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.’
Keep inspiring me
forevermore.
© Heath Muchena, 2015
Uptown Abbey (v)
Posted: December 22, 2015 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion 4 Commentsdreamt I was in something akin to the Sumerian temple-bordello
and therein she was… with features of an angel
so I was resolved that I would recite to her Shakespeare’s Sonnet 17
because forget the setting – she was the most majestic being I had ever seen
she stood out
like violet at the end of the spectrum of a colour wheel
and I had a deep desire to know what she was about
allured by her beauty – all the while waiting for a moment to steal
would I appeal?
I was beginning to doubt
all the same, I planned to let her know how I felt
that was before she vanished…
shutting the doors on what was to me still undiscovered
like a scarlet pimpernel in rainy and cloudy weather
leaving me with a closed heart
© Heath Muchena, 2015
77.0
Posted: December 22, 2015 Filed under: Writings by one ambidextrous... Leave a commentthe gods regard character but man respects reputation
even though it is clear that character is almost always with time more valued than reputation
because see – the way in which one continually carries or conducts oneself ultimately determines and defines one’s social position
© Heath Muchena, 2015
Care Contract ii
Posted: December 19, 2015 Filed under: Words In Imaginary Motion 2 Commentsa stranger sees beauty which familiarity often leaves undiscovered. but living in such a big city, it made no sense that I should deceive myself in thinking she hadn’t had many other lovers. still, she was the most beautiful and inventive like Hedy Lamarr; with no visible emotional scars in her eyes or intellect. and she brought out the best in me – thus no expletives in my spread spectrum.
and how could I not love
when nothing could armour me against her charm
and she was all I could think about.
because if it be true that madness is always at the door of the mind
then mine was wide open to a love so blind.
so when it failed we were quick to find
that the idea of us had been more damaging than our deeds
and we easily agreed to just leave our past behind.
besides, we figured of civilisation too, it will be said:
‘they loved humanity better than they understood it’.
© Heath Muchena, 2015
On The Heath 