Up Against the Wall: Our Human Condition

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Photo/Text © 1988, 2011, 2013 Rick Burnett Baker

Chain-linked and Delicate

Photo/Text © 2013 Rick Burnett Baker

Poem. A Stream of Thought Tonight...

non reflections 
at mid-night 
(a stream of thought) 




have we met 
this color black,
the air and sky 
lightless as night - 
as our forgotten
first hello; have 

words and actions
bled potential 
futures from life 

like rainwater 
pouring into 
river and sea,
along gutters 
aside trodden
roads; 

does conversation 
labor for peace 
and sanctity in 
our eyes, looking
looking through 
each other's 
widowed souls? 

darkness is 
odd comfort; 
silence unexpected
beauty of 
soundless 
expectations, 

you 
and 
me.  


Poem © 2013 Rick Burnett Baker 

MagpieTales 178: There and Back. Again.

fashion whore
(Response to L) 


prodigal roads - 
enticing 
lush 
ever so
grass-is-greener - 

bundled you into 
an ideal of heaven
and off you went. 

what you found
is what we all do: 

secrets lifted on 
barefoot winds, 
curbside feasts, 

edged and fed
before the 
master's door 
on a party plate
of silver moons.

you are shed 
now of pretense,
but do you see
clearly?  rootless 

isn't synonymous 
with wanderlust. 

how daring to 
burn through your 
stylish facade,
your pretense, 
your dreams, 

and all your 
whores who were 
never rootless. 

wanderlust isn't 
their style.  

Poem © 2013 Rick Burnett Baker
Painting by Andrew Wyeth, shared by Tess Kincaid.

Perspective Again

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A Comment I Posted On A Facebook Page....

This was a comment I posted on a Facebook page

this week about a story I don't care to give more 

coverage to here. 

The point is, much, if not most, of what people post

on social media is nonsense.  Many times, much, if 

not most of the "serious" issues people post there is 

inaccurate, misleading, out of context or simply a 

downright lie.  

Be careful what you believe.  

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Crashing of Waves

promise(d)

called my 

name,  

someone 

did  

over water 

and land 

I raised a 

glass in

passing, 

 a toast 

in waiting;

ships passed 

on the crest, 

took flight, 

sea foam 

and flame

to blame. 

Poem © 2013 Rick Burnett Baker