Wednesday, 21 February 2018

sublimely rhyming time (21/Feb/18)

I was writing a blog
that was taking too long
so instead decided on this
something much shorter
as well I should oughta
to be less than longer
to write and less longer
to read as I’m sure
you’ll agree and prefer
to a long drawn treatise affair of a blog that drones on and then on and then on and then on about this and then that about all of the things that you care not a jot and don’t have the time to include in your day as your day is too busy and full with your own this and that’s without any more to squeeze into the mix and get mixed-up and muddied among the melee of a the mess of a day that you may have to face as it is…… so…… on taking a breath I decided the best course of action was nonsense  and not sense as something that’s easy to rest on the eye, not taxing the mind, not taking too much of your valuable time so then I thought maybe, just maybe perhaps maybe this might just do, something I think might be somewhat some prose about nothing too deep and nothing too shallow, nothing to drown in but nothing to wallow, something you take or you leave at a whim, or the door, or as easily dropped in a bin but you must keep in mind
there may be some rhyme
in this reasoning
less than sublime
I hope you will find
it creasing a smile
raising your cheeks to your eyes
and if not I surely apologise
for taking too much of your time
now go and get on with your day as clearly I’ve nothing of import to say.

© 2018 robert greig

Tuesday, 20 February 2018

if light (20/Feb/18)

people always talk about half-light, well some do anyway, and perhaps not all the time but certainly sometimes, and never quarter-light, or eighth-light, or tenth-light… surely it’s tricky to gauge a moment as being exactly and precisely half-light and half-not-light, which I guess is also half-dark though no one ever says it’s half dark… or quarter, or eighth or tenth… it may be almost, or nearly, or not quite dark but never in measured increments and yet we presume we can get away with it for light… and is half-light heavier or lighter than full-on light?... if it is heavier, then that suggests dark is heavy and imposing it’s burdensome mass upon light… and how light is light anyway even if it does weigh anything at all, and is it possible for something to weigh absolutely nothing and if not then light must weigh something and is it again being presumptuous to say light is light just because it’s called light and seems to float in mid-air… but then again it can be light on the ground too where it isn’t floating so what does that make it, heavy or light, or perhaps buoyant?...... is light, I wonder, floating on air at all or is air suspended on light, held up by light however half- or quarter- or eighth- or tenth-light it is, or even dark… it’s confusing that light can also be dark and when it darkness we often say the light feels heavy, as though the dark is responsible… and dark isn’t a description of weight as light is, so perhaps dark should be renamed too ‘heavy’, but then it again feels presumptuous to presume presumptuously that dark, as light, weighs anything at all…. birds float on light so does that make them lighter than light?... and can anything be lighter than light… or am I confusing light with air and it is that air is light or dark, or light or heavy?....
this morning I woke to a fraction of light, so fractioned I couldn’t think of a fraction small enough to ascribe it, then I turned on a lamp and was bathed, slightly in I suppose half-light although the rest of the room still lurked in its own fractions of light depending on whether it was in that corner or that corner or way over on the far corner, while under the bed it was even darker, nth-light….
I’m not sure I know what I’m talking about here or if I’ve just wasted a ration of perfectly good words that I could’ve used later for something more productive…

© 2018 robert greig