#stasis poems on Hello Poetry

Diána Bósa Nov 2016

I want to exile
from this still-life (though it is
still life), but I found

so hard even my
own motion within those stiff,
immobile patterns

of living... How knows?
Maybe there is no rise and
fall, but the gaudy

illusion; the cold,
inevitable stasis
of dried paint spots on a wall.

#paint #patterns #illusion #choka #wall #motion #exile #still-life #stasis

Andy Hunter Jan 2015

Amid

Having no sense of the new      Having
only the sense
of a continuous now      Having
no sense of the new Having only
the sense of a continuous
now   Having no
sense of the new    Having only the
sense of a continuous now    Having no sense
of the new    Having only the sense
of a continuous now     Having no sense of
the new     Having only the sense of
a continuous now     Having no sense of the
new      Having only the sense of a
continuous now

#love #broken #life #lonely #alone #philosophy #language #understanding #stuck #stasis

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