#scaling
Choose two mountains
And split one to a pair of hills
A hill divides in two to mounds
One mound is halved to coupled knolls
One knoll, it is but boulders two
a boulder breaks to stone, and stone
a stone comprise two pebbles
and a pebble is two shards
one shard you snap in two whole grains
and now
pick up the grain
and face it, eye to eye
and the shard that wasn’t halved
place a fist length
to the back, and to the right
and the pebble just a foot away behind
and all the rest, this way aligned
to the right, and to the back
in ever widening gaps
up to the mountain that was left
way in the distance, scraping skies
look
a grain, a shard, a pebble
a stone, a rock, a knoll
a mound, a hill, a mountain
are all the same
all woven in repeated pattern
defined out of themselves
therefore, all mountains
depending on perspective
are just grains
Now
Take your aspirations
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 2:28 PM UTC
I don't know what you prioritise.
I don’t know what is most important
content that I need to show!
I don’t know how to look visually
consistent across your programs.
I don’t know how to target your HUBs.
I don't know how to scale up.
All is
I'm lost with no signal of yours.
I'm lost on these distant and lone cords.
I’m lost with these no out-of-device
solutions.
Yet
I’m consistently scaling your
layout across devices to advance
the experience of your social class.
©Feelings Coated
Nov 5, 2019
Nov 5, 2019 at 8:40 AM UTC
I can see you there,
hiding behind your wall.
well I’ll climb right over it,
I’m not afraid to fall.
Besides, I can always start climbing again,
what’s a few bruises and scrapes between friends?!
I’ll find you where you are hiding
and I’ll try to help you see,
How much I really care for you
and how much you mean to me.
I understand it’s been easier,
to build your wall instead of getting hurt,
so I won’t come along and smash it down,
instead I’ll sit with you in the dirt.
I’ll help you to install a gate
so sometimes I can come through,
I’ll try to help repair the cracks,
using love and kindness for the glue.
I’ll fill some gaps with flowers,
to bring some colour to your life,
their beauty keeping you hopeful,
when your mind is in trouble and strife.
One Day you’ll be strong enough
to come out from where you hide
and it won’t be so scary
for you to allow me to see inside.
But until that day I’ll keep scaling your wall,
and planting my flowers in the gaps,
hopefully they will help you to see
there’s beauty within the cracks.
For I refuse to leave you hiding alone,
So I’ll keep climbing, stone by stone.
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 2:13 PM UTC
Across the road was the land
homesteads mixed farming
in acid air are the animals
clearing their throat, safe
behind the teeth of the dog
each of them servient
to a higher order
only the rooster didn't know that
I grew up at that fringe of the city
and in my absence the farms
have grown to giants
which have eaten the landscape
but they don't have an appetite
for hills and gorges, winding roads
choke them, so they leave
the Hinterland alive
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 2:48 AM UTC