Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Art, Contemplation, Creativity, Emotions, Inspiration, Life, Poetry, Relationships, Writing on December 11, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Things are unsaid
In a certain way
Fork on the left
Knife on the right
Definitely don’t smile
Before Christmas
Sometimes after the fact
It’s good to acknowledge
But only ever so slightly
As to not encourage
And heaven forbid
If you say too much
It will likely be counted
Against someone’s
Better judgment
By all means
Have a nice day
And what a nice day it is
Indeed
©2009 Dosia McKay
Posted in Music Composers, Music Performance, Poetry, tagged Art, Bach, Beauty, Chamber Music, Classical Music, Contemplation, Creativity, Emotions, Flute, Inspiration, Music, Music Composers, Music Composition, Music Performance, Poetry on August 21, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Karl Philipp Emanuel Bach – Sonata in A minor, Poco adagio
There are never enough hours in the day for me to do everything I want to do. This summer I am torn between composition, painting, and the flute. I have been devoting more time to flute lately, bringing my chops up to [...]
Posted in Poetry, tagged Art, Beauty, Contemplation, Creation, Creativity, Emotions, Film Music, Inspiration, Life, Music, Music Composition, Piano, Poetry on August 8, 2009 | 4 Comments »
“Color is the power which directly influences the soul. Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the hammers, the soul is the piano with the strings. The artist is the hand which plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul.” – Vasily Kandinsky
Artwork ©2009 Dosia McKay
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Art, Baking, Cooking, Creativity, Dreams, Emotions, Inspiration, Life, Mediocrity, Poetry, Purpose, Writing on July 23, 2009 | 1 Comment »
In the town of Nobake
Time congeals
Like a peach pie filling from a can
Hours come and go
In assorted colors
No experience necessary
For your convenience
Days are prepackaged
No measuring required
Mix and serve
But first let’s clean up
So there are no surprises
No one walks away
From the dessert table
Before the expiration date
One tried
And got burned
©2009 Dosia McKay
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Art, Creativity, Emotions, Inspiration, Life, Loneliness, Love, Poetry, Relationships, Waiting, Writing on July 22, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
She is looking for crumbs of him
At the table they sat
That day she could not eat
A nauseous heart
Is a sign of a different
Kind of hunger
One you cannot stuff
With a seven-layer
Lasagna of self-denial
©2009 Dosia McKay
Posted in Life, Poetry, Spirituality, tagged Art, Contemplation, Creativity, Emotions, Inspiration, Life, Loneliness, Love, Poetry, Relationships, Spirituality, Waiting, Writing on June 9, 2009 | 2 Comments »
Tangled breaths of water nymphs
Waves’ incessant moans
Intertwined in endless
Ebbs and flows
Nothing satisfies let me
Stay let me go
Neither food nor
Sleep comfort wordless angsts
As if words could
Soothe nameless yearnings
Yes but no
And what if
The heart longs for
That which exists not
Aches to give
That which it has not
Neither matter nor
Space ever widening
Can separate or join
Soul’s vital flaw
Nothing satisfies
©2009 Dosia [...]
Plush velvet cottonwheat
Strands of mauve and milk
In snug pleats enveloping
Faded gray wooing
Fond weave of yarn
Shelter petals rust
Safely closely holding
Folding and unfolding
Winter’s hush
Spring’s rush
Braided surrender
Warmth suspended
Wool sheets
Silk dreams
Barely bed of feathers
Layers upon layers
Shawls in fringes wild
Turn around
Linen sleeves
Smooth sweeps
Press with flare
Wash with care
Visible
Untouchable
©2009 Dosia McKay
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Art, Creativity, Death, Emotions, Inspiration, Life, Loneliness, Love, Pain, Poetry, Relationships, Suffering, Waiting, Writing on April 10, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Used to carry wind in his pockets
The call of the forests
Chirped in his ears
No more
Found strangled in his sleep
Smothered he was
By a crafty hand
She promised him
Ever after
Happily she poisoned
With infectious sameness
Day in day out
Two-car garage
Till death do us part
All the bison he would hunt
All the falcons he would fly
Alas he only cowered away
From incessant slaughter
Of [...]
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Art, Beauty, Childhood, Contemplation, Creativity, Emotions, Inspiration, Joy, Life, Loneliness, Love, Pain, Poetry, Relationships, Writing on April 5, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Love is green
Like freshly-cut grass
Raw earthy and sour
The stiff sharp blades
Pierce your bare feet
Without apology
Love is blue
Like mother’s blouse
Soft ruffles brush
Against your bruised face
Her bony hands comb
Through sweaty tangled hair
Love is red
Like blood of the martyrs
Unbent until the end
Beyond yourself
Something greater
Than here and now
Love is gray
Like November sky
All our fears
Come unraveled
We keep falling
Through [...]
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Art, Contemplation, Creativity, Emotions, Inspiration, Life, Meditation, Silence, Writing on February 23, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Silence on the verge
Is weightier than
Oceans of words
Air as thick as
A snow cloud
Ready to burst
Holding her breath
In expectation
Almost
Nearly
Not yet
Vibrant
Sweet fever rising
To delirium of
Being
©2009 Dosia McKay
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Character, Death, Life, Love, Relationships, Struggle, Waiting, Writing on February 7, 2009 | 3 Comments »
She will give you a new name
Your name will be
A mighty conqueror
A brave warrior
A knight of valor
Ten thousands of ruddy horses
Will storm through the gates
Of your desert sand castles
And drag you off
To the ends of horizons
In languish and toil
You will subdue and slay
The ancient dragons
Of mortal self
Twelve foolish maidens
Will toast to your death
One will await
Your [...]
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged archeology, Art, Contemplation, Creativity, Death, Destiny, Emotions, History, Life, Poetry, Relationships on February 2, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Long after we are gone
They will unearth our bones
From beneath warm glaciers
Or cold ashes of extinct volcanoes
They will store our frail artifacts
In hermetic containers
And date them
Somewhere between
Pre and Post
With an acceptable margin of error
We will be a topic
Of someone’s dissertation
They will chart our journeys
Outline our courage
Measure our grasp
And explain our fears
Then we will finally know
Why [...]
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Contemplation, Creativity, Emotions, Inspiration, Life, Loneliness, Poetry, Writing on January 21, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Unpublished poems
Scratch the insides
Of antique bureaus
Peering through the keyholes
Of rusted locks
Awaiting pardon
From blurred memories
They stretch their
Unexercised verbs
While silently
Mouthing censored stanzas
Breathing fully
Through the spaces
Between the lines
Unburdened by the responsibility
Of guarding
The true meaning
©2009 Dosia McKay
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Art, Contemplation, Emotions, Life, Poetry, Relationships, Writing on January 19, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Dear Life
Please note that
Observance of guidelines
Stated in the
Policy Manual
Is mandatory
Sharp turns
Are discouraged
As are U-turns
And turns for the worse
All surprises
Must be approved
In advance
By the management
Impractical ideas
Must be labeled as such
And stored in a contained environment
Gambling is
Strictly prohibited
Uncooperative people are
No longer allowed on the premises
All muses must be kept
On a leash or in a locked cage
Disappointments will [...]
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Contemplation, Insomnia, Introspection, Relationships, Sleepless on December 23, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Possibilities
Inevitabilities
Liabilities
Vulnerabilities
Squared
Multiplied
Permutated
Why now?
Why not then?
Why you?
Why not you?
Alternate endings
In alternate universes
Special features
And upcoming attractions
I rewind to that scene
Right before
But now
The lighting is different
And the conclusions
Are inconclusive
©2008 Dosia McKay
Posted in Life, Poetry, Spirituality, tagged Emotions, Feelings on December 4, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Heaven or Earth?
Day or night?
Water or air?
Neither
Just the horizon
Cradling the face
Of stillness
I walk blindly
Knowing less
Hearing anew
Feeling
Truly
Unreservedly
Barefacedly
©2008 Dosia McKay
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Creativity, Writing on November 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Poets are enemies
Of the state
Of comfortable vegetation
Stirring dissent
From a well-balanced
Diet of
Clocking in
Clocking out
They linger
Breaking the zoning
Ordinances
Of the soul
They x-ray thoughts
Peering into
Unsuspecting eyes
Reading
Between the lines
Every gesture betrays
You
A victim
Of stolen anonymity
©2008 Dosia McKay
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Future, Relationships on November 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Time is melting in our fingers
Hours taper off to niente
Over-promised
And under-delivered
Somedays pass
Like telephone poles
In the window of a train
The mythical star
Of Tomorrow
Ever-dazzling
I don’t want this day to end
With all its trivial ordinary
Sticky elevator buttons
Water puddles
And mismatched socks
Nothing you say is quotable
And I am not dressed for the occasion
We are
Real
For the first time
©2008 Dosia McKay
Posted in Life, Poetry, Spirituality, tagged Architecture, Dark Ages, History, Martyrs, Middle Ages, Paradise, Poetry, Religion, Society on November 6, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Cold stone wrought iron
Flow my tears
Ancient dripping stalactites
Coarse wood kneelers
Silver goblets
Marble fountain pen holders
Deliver me from
The city of rubber
Fluorescent light
And processed cheese
Nameless bricklayers
Of gothic cathedrals
Rest my bones
Celibate scribes
Of the Dark Ages
Blood of the martyrs
Deliver me from
Disposable words
Drive through religion
And paradise on demand
©2008 Dosia McKay
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged People, Relationships, Writing on November 6, 2008 | 1 Comment »
People are letters
Of the alphabet
The crowd forms
Random syllables
Perfect strangers
Pass each other
With perfect precision
Of prescribed distance
And silent indifference
But syllables are babbling
A yawn of boredom
A mutter of temper
A sigh of relief
A gasp of wonder
In search of
The exclamation point
©2008 Dosia McKay
