Patience versus Urgency

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This Moon’s Prompt: Patience vs. Urgency

Mason:

jt

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stillness and movement 

they tell me 
“nothing to do, 
nothing left 
undone”, but 
where’s the 
doing done? 
when to do 
and when to 
don’t? 

pushing harder 
barely keeps 
the boat afloat. 
and what the 
fuck is it rockin’ 
for?

moving 
forward, in a 
collar tho,
i urgently go, 
from to and fro

//

the waste 
haste makes 
takes paces 
away

two steps 
toward and 
three away
maybe stay 
and play, let’s 
wait today

leave space, 
my grace - why 
run in place

do a moonwalk 
or a running 
man

and calm 
down, fam

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Mason:

Geoffe

Find more at: Published Writing

I’m a Creep

Waiting, impatient.
“Connect!” invitations:
As scarce as I care to conceive.

Word after word of me urgently pining…
A long monologue marked by insecure whining…
As bad as I dare to believe.

Silt through a sieve.
Shirked blisters that bleed.
Or a key that’s been frequently lost.

Tingles: they’re frigidly ringing my scalp—
Hinting, unclear, incarnation’s about
Refusing the waste that impatience will cost:

Silently minding the ice.

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Mason: Amos J. Hunt
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Rally and Reply

If you tell me the time is now;
there can be no delay;
and those who sleep on it will rue
the loss of this brave day;

my heart, true to the noble course
endowed by its creator
with disciplined, relentless force,
will cry in answer, “Later!”

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