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Brian Turner Sep 2020
Boltzmann's constant rains
To reverse the great brain drain
Inversion must feign

With many atoms
Irreversibility
Hello entropy
Watching the movie 'Tenet' has made me think. Tenet introduces the concepts of entropy amd inversion.
Brian Turner Sep 2020
I've been staring into your bungalow from my rear bedroom window for about a month
My house looks down on you
You can't see me
I can see you

Why do you shuffle so?
What are you doing to that woman?
You are pathetic
When did you get so old?

Your hair is gone
Your back is stooped
You've lost your direction
Fool

You've come out to the garden
Your profile looks familiar
That scar on your chin
Wait....no wait
You are me
I had a house where I could see old neighbours occasionally. I didn't spy on them but had the dream that the man was actually an older version of me.
Brian Turner Sep 2020
You came to me thirty years later
Whilst I was on my back sleeping

Like yesterday you haven't aged
The emotion is the same
The same smile remains

This meeting place is sacred
I stir..
and you are gone...
Have you ever had a deep dream and think it is real? Here I dream of an old friend from 30 years ago. In a moment you are back in the present
Brian Turner Sep 2020
Social distance flouter!
Mask avoider!
Isolation idiot!
Covidiot !

I didn't chose to ride on the bus, I have to
I didn't chose to come near you, the alley is too narrow
I have a lung condition, I can't wear a mask
I can't isolate I have to put food on the table

Your view is part of the balkanisation of the Internet
Listen to me, hear my conversation
Listen to me, be human again
Challenges of listening and absorbing messages on the Internet around the current Pandemic
Brian Turner Aug 2020
The space between my thoughts is my destination
breathing in..
breathing out..
I'm almost there

I envisage a piston as my lungs
breathing in..
breathing out..
I'm there
If you ever try meditation th goal is to "stop thinking'
Brian Turner Aug 2020
Come ye to the meadow of the tooth
Lay down, take nature by the hands
For Autumn is braking aloof
Come join us at the meadow of the tooth

Blackwater invites us to view
The abundant bounty of our youth
Rope swing is first for me
Watch out your napper is near that tree

Break out the picnic full of choice
Scream out your pleasing celtic voice
We leave nothing there to see
Except warm memories of the birthday glee
Memories of a friend's birthday party when I was around ten at the river Blackwater in County Tyrone, Northern Ireland. We used a rope to swing into the clean water. A 'napper' is slang for head.
Brian Turner Aug 2020
Copter blades awaken me
I start the march to the bus stop
The soldiers march to the safety of the barracks gap

Storytellers abound
The craic is good
We knew, he knew, she knows
Did you hear?

Weather draws in
Wet rain again
Patience is tested
Staring out again

Will it clear?
We have some work to do
Bullocks to dose
Lamb to stew
Memories of growing up in Aughnacloy (It means 'Field of stone' in Irish)
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