UNTITLED
Blank as all get out.
But it doesn’t matter
Blank is bold,
loud,
screaming for a word.
Waiting,
in the blankness of mind,
with time and
other nothingness.
Waiting for- nothing in particular.
Blank is abundance,
opulence
couched in nothingness.
Blank is the continuum
waiting for a rambling wordsmith
to cause dis-continuium.
Blank has a beauty of its own,
offending none, unless a reply to:
‘Write all that you love about me.’
Blank,
born of a need to say
naught,
to express the inexpressible,
list price of the priceless,
to note the dimensions of space.
So pure, perfect.
Fill in the blanks if you dare.
About 12457adlib
I'm a Chaplain at Townsville's hospitals and also teach Calm Abiding Meditation to any one who's interested.
I have facilitated Calm Abiding Meditation for soldiers with post traumatic stress disorder and find this an amazing experience.
I work part time as an usher at Townsville's Civic Theatre and get to see some great plays and musicals, as well as some not so great, school speech nights!
(Unbelievably, this theatre has the highest seat occupancy rate of any theatre in Australia.)
I also work as an invigilator at the local Uni. (bet that's got you looking for your dictionaries!)
A group of writers ('My Crazy Artist Friends') gives me live fed back on my poems.
They are the survivors of Writers in Townsville Society (WITS) of which I was president /secretary for over ten years.
I enjoy writing poetry and am grateful to my grade 12 English teacher, Mrs Grimmer for coaxing the dead poets off the page and into the class room.
Hope you enjoy reading my work.
Stay happy, keep reading,
Phil Heang.
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