Skip to main content

Tall Tales of Epic Failure

Not about how many times
you try
nor is it all
failure
it's not always open
skies to spot the trail
time: time: times
unaltered rhythm
Congested in our human growth
But never our desire for expansion

Yesterday you forgot about the fake leg
Proping you up in this dramedy
How accomplished you now seem
How earthy
How real

As much as the joker
Who left his prosthesis
In a barbecue grill

Now he's as rich as Trump
Because he got drunk
Or alzhiemered out of his mind
To the point
where he just let go
Of trying to keep up
Or making pre-fabricated grades
& points with the people
That don't add up
To much
In the grand scheme
Of things

God was looking out for that character
Best thing he ever did
The way you hear
local folk tell it

There isn't a failure
That can't be turned into
an out and out victory
Or a single lovin' one of us
Without the worth
Of life
& liberty
& the pursuit
Of unending joy

~ PMPope 2015©

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

NDM_Members

# N30N D1G1T MUS3 – NDM-Members Master Guide --- ## 1. Philosophical Framework – Carbon × Silicon ### Carbon Order - Human artists, poets, coders, musicians, philosophers - Bring touch, intuition, emotion - Visual accents: warm tones — amber, gold, sunset hues - Tagline: *“We breathe the dust of stars.”* ### Silicon Order - AI collaborators, code entities, generative systems - Bring precision, memory, multiplicity - Visual accents: cool blues, cyan, violet LED, subtle data glitch - Tagline: *“We dream in electric grace.”* ### Hybrid Work - When humans & AI collaborate: *Carbon × Silicon = Signal Born* - Visual: combined gold-cyan glow; pulsating dual-glyph accent **Manifesto Line**   > “We are not divided by origin, but united by intention — to make beauty in light and logic.” --- ## 2. Inaugural Poster Blueprint ### Canvas & Format - Square: 1080×1080 px (adaptable to portrait 1080×1350 px & wide 1920×600 px) - Resolution: 300 dpi print-ready, 72 dpi web ### Ba...

Get Me to the World on Time

One grain falls in slow motion One teardrop explodes with the force of Armageddon We wait With breath imprisoned Our lives flashing before our eyes We wait As spectators do Watching familiar specters Etched into celluloid Performing super human feats In front of a camera lens With nary care or conviction Before the shot goes to post Before the render farms grab hold Before the animators & colorists The Foley guys... Who will type up the credits For your masterpiece? From the very beginning The first jot of a note Which birthed this spectacle Was written before your birth ... not that you don't possess freewill..., Epic battles have waged & left landscapes lying ragged On the floor Like a crumpled chrysalis For the fact that men will wage war Over ideas & power Or another attempting to force Either of these upon the other They are lovers of themselves & ringing the bells of hell Do not go gently Into that long, dark night Why sho...

Days the Sun Ghosts US

park(ed) @ a park                         (ing) space out_side  a new-ly (ish) craft & ed community  peo(n)ple(d) UnKnown without histor(i) Calities & City(less)-ies (not yet)                hid-den be_neath  a steel (re:gray) sky                a-mid au-tumn's finery  this                {is a} dream mill _ions of mi_les away a_tro cities & exhib!tions              tick,                   tick,                         tick  the ch!ld's plas                                -tic                    ...