Death lurks ‘round me, we taunt each other as at play,
it seeking for anonymity's escape through my unwanting embrace,
as if to exchange that state of its regularity which I avoid here, in a thirsty world;
My fitful dreaming, full of me, floating on some Arab prow in murky, black waters;
we reflect each other, lap at seeming reflections quivering to dances invented new by
my oar, cutting deep, then gone in time's reverse as if untouched then, ever.
You find me each night, unquestioning and new is your greeting, one hand formlessly spreading wide the way of quiet being,
you knew me before time summoned me suited in mystery's wings furled against
possible flight, soon.
And on your silkened garment of stealth does my shadowy oar dapple with thrusting
toward unknown arrivals at unknowable catapults o'er bastions of brutality's plentiful harbours.
How I long to be…….as water, said the wise eastern advisor; he, Mr. Lee, may now
envelope my smallish vessel, delivered here nightly by him who heeds some sage’s
advising, only to find expectancy's prize: I am alive.
Joseph Baron-Pravada was born in Brooklyn, NY. He was a US Government Attorney during Watergate, when he 'Felt' uneasy about governments, and laws. Later he bacame a public company CEO, lobbyist, and now, multimedia artist, published produced playwright (paid royalties), columnist for leading magazines; his paintings have been published & exhibited as well as included in a national touring exhibition as well as several multimedia exhibitions in NY and other venues. Published diversity author via major university, winning Finalist in Stymie Magazine's 1st annual collector cards edition. Invitee, 2nd & 3rd Annual 'Slice' magazine Literary Writers Conference; Lifetime Guest Artist @ Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts via 2006 Playwriting Intensives (invitation only). In short, his work's been....paged, framed, screened & staged. http://www.angrysponge.com