experience

Batches of gray

by Michael Cannon on July 12, 2010 in Poetry [LINK]

Batches of gray, like those of rain sky but on four point down. Rumble and spew as they trundle by. Memories of two pads down, one moved in front, the other brought up. Pacing over, investigating crannies, not spewing, taking in, sharing experience, inspire another and more pads pondering, along. – 3/25/2010 – Walking is [...]

Tagged as: experience, gray, life, pads, ponder, rumble, share, walk

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Life feels like a bus ride

by Michael Cannon on May 12, 2010 in Poetry [LINK]

Life feels like a bus ride. Whether it’s to someplace new or old, no trip is ever quite the same. You can travel with a smile or frown, but each experience gives something to ponder. Stable routes can change and the reasons why seem at a whim. Fellow riders headed the same way at the [...]

Tagged as: Asia, bus, change, experience, frown, smile, Taiwan

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I’d like to take a trip

by Michael Cannon on November 24, 2009 in Poetry [LINK]

I’d like to take a trip, that keeps going… along beyond creeping dangling east far grand higher increasing jokingly kindly longingly more north on practically questionably right south towards unencumbered vast west X yonder zany Even then I want the end to keep pace just out of reach as I go along. So I know [...]

Tagged as: experience, future, going, trip, wonder

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Cost of perfection is perfection itself

by Michael Cannon on November 16, 2009 in Poetry,Thoughts [LINK]

Cost of perfection is perfection itself. There’s work to be done to have the perfect fit. All experiences unite, diverge and consolidate in order to arrange themselves to work. The easiest path the the one most worked for. – 11/7/2009 – Rectangles in circles are possible.

Tagged as: experience, perfect, perfection, work

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