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Current mood:  quiet

As Negativity
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden on 19 April 2009)

What could go wrong
May not go wrong
In the happiness of life
And a square with rounded corners is still a square
Though it probably represents life’s cycle more accurately than a circle
And familiarity seems to bring on the sense of ageing, perhaps more so than change
So logi-rhythmic episodes recur

There’s movement and a certain thrust where people know their fate
Though no one knows exactly when they’ll die
While how is sometimes known and more often wished for

There’s a nature in the natural rhythm of positivity
And it’s often industry or the contributing from extending mind, largesse aside
Then life’s eternal, perhaps infernal, balance bangs against the door of timing
Sometimes opening sometimes closing it to flow
And it’s there the chime of frustration resonates the loudest
As negativity

© Martin Eden

Current mood: … cruisin’ … <|8^))

A-flutter
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden on 16Apr2009)

The clothes line a-flutters
A-flutters
A-flutters
Then a strong gust throws everything violently
Including the shadows
And back to a-flutter
A-flutter
A-flutter

The birds bask in the sun beneath the wind
Preening
Pecking at the grass
A-waiting
A-waiting
An autumnal feed from human hand

The sun gives out a mid-afternoon warmth
Inviting you into it
Reminding you, winter’s coming
Winter’s coming

Your thoughts are a -flutter
A-flutter
A-flutter

© Martin Eden

Current mood:  aroused

Cavalcade
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden on 08April2009)

There is that Easter cavalcade
Of mourners emulating mourners
Troughing out for peak’s sake

A man was killed for challenging the system
And this a cause for celebrartion
For chocolate manufactureres

The modern would be martyr
Replete with cholesterol problem
Ends crucified to an operating table

Whereas in another place
They strap on bombs
And walk into crowded places

Fanaticism was as fanaticism is
Senseless waste of human life
Supposedly in the name of betterment

But the contest for power over others
Which it is, morphs into a moral code
To die rather than to live for, literally

And so we put it on a pedestal
Distorting it into a festival
Where what it is, is not

© Martin Eden

Current mood:? awake

Naivete
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden 07March2009)

There’s imbalance in the palace of fate
Where some come to sing and some to praise
While others wait

There’s a neophyte standing over there in the light
For obviuos to him he sees that it’s night
And never the drummer came to beat out the time

Though there’s space in the cave of neanderthal man
It remains now a choice for the solitude gained
Still he waits for the day

And so evil resurfaced from three months ago
When the time was right but for him it was wrong
And he took those pills to help him to sleep

And thereby the shyster who lies in unkindness
Missed by the calmness and missed by his karma
Arose from the company of money

And as the two were brought together by the third
It became evident that there’s no place to hide
From those that would do you harm

? Martin Eden

Current mood: Dry <|;^))

Sockets In The Shapes
(A Poem-Prose written by Martin Eden on 03 March 2009)

To the higher power in my taste
May I not be subject to derision
May it never smell of fate
Yet be iced in case

There may never be a better time
Where subjects run around in crime
Making obvious their deeds in doing
While objects abound to raise the spirit

Whoever feels the common shame
Must know that they are reeling
In these times of attribution
Hide they must, pursued by evolution

And I might try humility
Freed from all protection
Trusting what is yet to come
Is a taste for wit and learning

And those who drive
May come to know the journey
Where all evolves a tender spiral
Yet know not when, in ever vigil

? Martin Eden