There are omens we wish to control
Others we only pray to
And then some, like this one
That we can only dare contemplate in such
accidents of ink and paper.
a later hour
He never anticipates it, not
openly - that would compromise his true will.
On a day worked harder than most,
he calmly awaits, as a cold
web unwraps a benign voyeurism at that unkind hour-
the hand drops, the spirit rises.
openly - that would compromise his true will.
On a day worked harder than most,
he calmly awaits, as a cold
web unwraps a benign voyeurism at that unkind hour-
the hand drops, the spirit rises.
rock
innocence
rebellion
teenage
wishing
school
noise
naive
ego
sex
aged
pride
streets
willing
identity
embrace
parenting
The Principles of Speed
When a living man speeds up
He tends to death.
When a dead man speeds up
He tends to life.
A mountain at rest
Tends to god.
He tends to death.
When a dead man speeds up
He tends to life.
A mountain at rest
Tends to god.
Of Travels & Fading Gold
Anticipation bears travel
Such wisdom I've learnt,
while counting and smiling at each new passing sight.
As with any dead journey long buried with my hair
I'd count every tree, celebrate each new sign.
I'd slip off and dose, or hit a thing with my nose
And I'd finally let go, as mine eyes started to float.
"Deluded as a bird whose prey can not fly,
Surely much you've now lost by not climbing that trunk!"
I've stuffed my black pillow with the words of a gone hunter,
And every night before drifting, hear that "gold is in going".
I hate eternal slopes, and the fading of hope!
With many an aging climax, lurking behind each new crest.
Debilitating, exacting and expecting a sore brow
Are the ticking and turning as I slowly tread home.
When it's stories of fruit not the fruit that I hold
Conveying mine belly for a pregnancy unsought
It's more heavy, more sweat and very often no talk
When after journeying and reaping you carry home your own load.
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the amazing visual moment captured by SubterfugeMalaises
The Dark Pinelence
Pines, pines, and there were more pines!
Them capitalist hoes, scraping life omg!
Tall pines, scattered pines, them suffocating pines
Every once in mine blink I see a forest that's not one!
Such strange auditory walks experienced by mine ears-
It must be purely suicidal, for a forest to be that silent;
No birds, no pests, all diversity is at rest!
Woe to these enslaved bushes and unfortunate shrubs
To dwell beneath them towering, cursed arms of these pines!
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While travelling across the country, to and from Masindi, I have noticed how growing pine trees (instead of fruit trees or crops) has become more widespread - possibly due to capitalist tendencies & short-sightedness indoctrinated into the locals. It's sad.
Your motivations for growing pine trees might vary, but here's one quote concerning pines:
Needle-bearing trees tend to contribute to a more acidic pH in the garden, which means that you may struggle to grow a lot of flowers, fruits, and vegetables near the tree. When you plant a pine tree, it is important to remember that pine trees can reduce the growth of nearby plants. Pine trees create toxins that prevent other plants from growing. Pine trees contribute acids, quercetin, and tannins to the soil, and these toxins stop other plants from growing under the tree. Acidic soil conditions can be improved using lime.
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