POETICMOBILITY

The Clock

August 30th, 2026

A Stair Poem *

The tick

And tock of the

Ongoing and steady

Clock that moves within

Each second, minute, and hour

And helping to regulate and display

The one crucial element that waits for

Noone at all and like a never ending fall

The ticking and steady clock stays in place

No matter the face that stares at it or not at all

As each hand lands and knows exactly what to do

When the time comes and pacing throughout as a game

That cannot be won and even shunned for simply keeping

The one thing the clock does best and allowing time to align the rest

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Walking About Forever

August 28th, 2026

Part 6 (Final Poem)

Walking about constantly

So out of breath

Leading to a slight unrest

A statement and a test

Of a personal testimony

Lived over many lifetimes

Stepping out and about

And at times off the rails

For having walked there

But in this position

And rotating mission

Pulse racing from each foot placed

Upon land surfaces that welcomed me

And exited the same way I entered

Eagerly and in anticipation

Of the next place

My legs decided to go

And my willing feet followed

As I swallowed the idea

Of any remnants of fear

That lead me to stay planted

Instead of moving

Yet my nerves and urge

Of self soothing was that

Noone could tell

Or dispel

Just by looking

As my eyes are happy

And appearing so well dressed

And drenched in the sweat

Of hundreds of mortal steps

And unloosened chains

Gone from only moving about

In just one room

To further exploring and discovering

Exactly what all I have left

From repeated steps

Watching myself

From a pure mental standstill

And unmodified gains

Taking myself into further

Unknown areas

Of pleasant and curious

Endeavors

Bold

Poised and clever

So that I can always

Even into my next life

Keep walking about forever

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C-Poem 2

August 27th, 2026

CINQUAIN TWO

The wind

Moves onward to

Such places all over

The world and covers each one with

Much poise

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Walking About Again

August 26th, 2026

Part 5

Up from a dream

And walking about

Within much deja vu

And having some clue as to

Where I’ve walked before

From memories filled up

And lined up from my core

As my very soul vibrates

Upon each step that I take

And each step that I took

All while I look around

At places and scenes

And other such things

That could potentially bring me

To a place of utter significance

As these same feet

Walk and dance

Strut and prance

To muttered tunes

Along a distinct and personal pathway

To much better days

As I walk in the gray

And in this direction

Pacing my steps repeatedly

Over time to certain

Course corrections

That silently remain

And then I take a breath

Slowly and deeply

All simply due to

Walking about once again

To be continued…..

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Original

August 25th, 2026

ORIGINAL (Acrostic)

Origin story of one who is

Ready with or without a moments notice

Igniting the creativity that flows in waves

Going ahead to be the first

In line to this particular thing and to be fresh

New and inventive and not a copy or reproduction of

Any parts of this unique creation with much

Love for something never before seen or done

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PM Thoughts

August 25th, 2026

Art is Art….Post 6

Allow art to simply be what it is and not what one thinks or believe it should be….

This post is a bit longer than my usual ones here, but I felt everything here needed to be stated and I’m pulling no punches at all with regards to art. This is due to my personal admiration, respect, and passion for artistry.

Art is the freedom of creative expression by various means through the said artist. And in whatever way the artist deemed it to be, manifested and materialized through their own personal and artistic vision thereof. This is how I personally describe artistry along with the bold statement above. The purity of art and the passion for the arts, is what matters most to me. Too many times through different mediums, commercial or otherwise, artistry tends to get lost and tainted. It gets modified or altered most of the time from its original form and vision. This has to stop! The question is, will it?

No disrespect intended towards anyone that has made it publicly, in the limelight or spotlight regarding their artistic work. But, has that spotlight or recognition gone to your head or ego? Has that forced one to forget their humble beginnings? Has that made you look down on other artists based on where you’ve reached? Has any amount of success caused one to truly lose the purity, passion, and true freedom of expression, that art has always allowed to happen and therefore should always stay there?

These are the questions that all artists must answer for themselves. Because you’re a teacher shouldn’t matter. Because you’ve written many books shouldn’t matter. Because you’ve gotten to travel and speak shouldn’t matter. Or received various accolades shouldn’t matter either. Never lose your way as an artist no matter what! And never, and I repeat….never judge or put down any artist and their work. Even if it’s not your cup of tea, art has always been open to personal interpretation. True appreciation for the arts, should always be in place. Now I’m not saying just anything goes with art either, as in illegal, depraved, evil, and immoral things or factors that we all know are wrong regardless of the art form or style.

Humbleness, passion, creativity, imagination, skills and talent over time, expression, freedom, and utter confidence in my opinion rule art with an iron fist. These are what keep an artist truly grounded and rooted in what art should always be and maintain it no matter what. Never get so high and mighty to the point where you can’t learn more, be teachable, or take on more than one art. But also, never be so high and mighty either that you feel you should harshly critique, insult, disrespect, or dictate to another artist what you think, feel, or believe it should be based on your personal view or philosophies. This is the worst of all, and shame on anyone who does this to an artist, does to an artist from being an artist yourself, blocking or attempting to change or taint through misunderstanding of what art truly is and suppose to be freely. In other words, never put an artist in a box, because that is not where they belong ever. An artist is not a caged bird, but rather one that flies about and soars freely the same as art was intended to be and stay. Plus we never know the real depths or capabilities of an artist, until they show it to us. That is if they’re gracious enough to share their art with us all. Because they don’t have to do this, it’s at the artist’s personal discretion to do so or not, again their freedom and choice. And artists should always do art for themselves first and foremost, and not for others.

Quote: “Inside you there’s an artist you don’t know about… say yes quickly, if you know, if you’ve known it from before the beginning of the universe.”

― Rumi

Now, I wrote this from not only my personal view and experiences, but through the ugliness also through others I’ve seen, read about, or heard. I believe and will always believe in the purity, the creative expression, and freedom that art affords to the artist and their vision. Art never has to be what we think it should, but rather let it be exactly what it is and nothing more or less. There is beauty in artistry, and even more beauty through real freedom of personal expression that compliments art in the manner it was created and meant to be.

I truly hope that this post about art, resonates with all who read it and feel free to express and comment on it, much love and peace fellow artists.

Sincerely,

PoeticMobility

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Circling More

August 24th, 2026

A mind radicalized

with critical thinking—

forever breaching,

far reaching,

and circling deeper into,

the recesses of my brain—

to what makes sense,

and to what also; may seem strange,

for what remains,

is the version of me,

that far exceeds mere circling—

as to move at warp speed,

into the unseen; and various galaxies—

then move about with a mind,

that further circles the world—

no less than a million times,

quiet replies and comments—

along with thoughts; that often cement,

within and plant seeds,

of wild ideas and then feed—

more into me; yet circling into a vast,

and a spoken filled reality,

created purely from—

thoughts alone—

unencumbered,

and that tend to freely roam,

with a chance and vital meeting—

at my core,

for my mind each time—

is looking forward to,

Circling much more

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Circling Around

August 23rd, 2026

Feeling and reeling

from the ups and downs,

as certain thoughts over time,

have been circling around—

both positive and negative,

and to what also; gives and takes—

thoughts of success,

and thoughts from mistakes,

thoughts of punctuality—

and no thought of running late,

for the thoughts of actuality,

and the many ideas of reality—

just circling about—

without a doubt,

thoughts circling in,

thoughts circling out,

running rampant; and at times,

out of control—

ones that shine,

and some misaligned; from a heart that froze,

and who knows—

from those that aim to run smoothly,

and others that keep one; totally on their toes,

thoughts that cause a smile

and thoughts that can bask

in a frown—

ones that lift up; and also pull down,

thoughts that stagnate,

and thoughts that boost,

far beyond leaps and bounds,

as a mind that finds—

that it moves as continuous waves,

From thoughts circling around

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Walking About Part 4

August 22nd, 2026

Then I wake up from a nice long dream

Or was it actually real within an area

That far exceeds dreams

Relaxed yes as I now unwind

At a slow pace now

In this moment here that vaguely shines

Sitting down though tired

Yet I still want to move

Had a nice experience

With pathways so smooth

Oh there’s much more but I now must rest

As all of this walking was such a test

Of where and just how far

Only the deeper parts of me would know

With the quiet and very private me

Within could only show

All while my mind

Is pacing thousands of miles

Closing my eyes

But my legs are saying no

For there are more places

That I must find

But before I go to sleep

Let me walk about just one more time

To be continued…..

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Circling

August 21st, 2026

For within my mind

screams of freedom,

among other things—

and to what each waking day,

will surely bring,

breathing in oxygenated channels,

of new opportunities—

especially when it comes to,

creativity—

just circling through and through,

for what must I do,

for what must I choose,

as I step my—

feet out of my shoes,

and onto the ground,

earthing beneath them; as I stare down,

and absorbing the surroundings,

imprinting upon me—

wrestling with further thoughts,

that are secret only to me—

as I keep on—

thinking and firing vast neurons,

as my mind continues,

Circling

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