. “A Perfect War” https://hokusgrey.com/2017/10/14/a-perfect-war/ . I have never seen war, but it fascinated me when I was young. I suppose that being a child of the ‘80s, I was raised amongst the cultural saturation of Ronald Reagan's Hollywood. I grew up playing "Guns", and I seemed to be obsessed with all things military for … Continue reading ReBlog Wednesday – “A Perfect War”
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This is the home of Hokus Grey - Living Poetry, the window into my thoughts, my heart and my soul. This blog is a vehicle for sharing the world, as experienced through the filter of my life, my love, my experiences.
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- David J. Roussel
Mental Health Monday – 01.30.23
#mentalhealthmonday#mentalhealthawareness Home with the flu today. Nothing exotic, just an old-fashioned influenza virus. Feeling run down and generally like shit, but a unique opportunity presents itself; the chance to slow down. While my immune system gets a workout, and I do my best to get rest, vitamins, and plenty of fluids, I won't stop moving … Continue reading Mental Health Monday – 01.30.23
Trapped in Neverland
Same old day after day. Happy thoughts and pixie dust. Existence in this fishbowl world complete. Take to the sky each morning. Fight, fly, and crow. Slip amongst the ships by night, and take a few throats. Love. An untouchable thing. An entire life trapped in stasis. A construct of a dream that in … Continue reading Trapped in Neverland
Life in Negative
Trying to read the message written in the mists of time. Try to scry the direction of my life. Close my eyes and it feels like I’m so alive. Open them and I am trapped back here inside. Shouldn’t it be the other way? Shouldn’t I see light in the day? Shouldn’t I find … Continue reading Life in Negative
You and everything Else
Dead lights glow in the morning fog. The Sun yet set to wake, but I am unable to sleep in your presence. Coffee brews, and the mind struggles to slip a loop on what today might bring. Out there is infinity. In here, you are eternity. I struggle between two opposing polarities, each drawing … Continue reading You and everything Else
Locked-up Box
Close the curtains. Close the door. Lock the windows and unplug the phone. Breathe the last breath of an empty space. Smile a prayer and then be gone. Locked-up box of life’s remains will stay waiting for a while. The wind will blow and rain will fall. The ghosts of time will stay here … Continue reading Locked-up Box
Nothing
I don’t hate you anymore. Not sure I ever did. Oh, I know that there were moments that I wished I’d had the strength to shut you out, put you down, and make you listen. But hate? No. Never been a factor. Hatred is nothing. It is uncreation, and I’ve had enough of nothing … Continue reading Nothing
Change for Coffee
Sounds of a busy café morning. Came this way just to escape. A table in the corner. Coffee, and something light for breakfast. Eyes down on your phone, but they take in everything. Watching the room, to see if anyone is watching you. So painstakingly prepared, the perfect picture of beauty. Disheveled, like you … Continue reading Change for Coffee
Connections
Can`t explain the plait that wove me into you. Never together, at least, not in this world. I obsess over your subtle imperfections, like a sculptor pining for his chisels. Fate is a tempting dream, one that does not seek any of our permissions. It’s funny, the way the lines get drawn. Connections made, … Continue reading Connections
ReBlog Wednesday – “Rescue Breathing”
July 2020 doesn't seem that long ago in retrospect, but when I try to place myself back there, the timeline seems chaotic and obscured. I recall a daily ritual of wondering what fresh hell would visit us each day. Chaos and a riot of emotions. COVID-19 countermeasures in full swing. Domestic terror from every corner. … Continue reading ReBlog Wednesday – “Rescue Breathing”
Mental Health Monday – 01.23.23
#mentalhealthmonday#mentalhealthawareness Who's ready? Me neither. Who's gonna do it anyway? Me too. The only thing we have is our resilience. There is a famous quote attributed to John Wayne, "Courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway." That's what we're doing today. We're being courageous. We're going to get up and do the … Continue reading Mental Health Monday – 01.23.23
Broken Boy Songs
Coming inside from a cold, hard day out there again. We live it through a window, a screen or a story told. You step back in and we don’t even know how long you’ve been gone. You’re dirty and tired, singing your broken boy song. They all gather around to hear what you have … Continue reading Broken Boy Songs
The North Slope
Dawn comes and the silver light of our companion Moon abandons us for the blaze of her cousin, Sun. We had bathed in starlight only sweet hours ago, now torn to pieces by the glare from an empty sky. We try to hide amongst the mirrored walls of city landscapes. We tunnel deep under … Continue reading The North Slope
Love Letters
My hands work away. A willful slave to what I create. I step back at the end of the day to see what I have made. It is a love letter. I wake, long before the day. Clean my body, wash off the decay. And when I look in the mirror the face that … Continue reading Love Letters
Born on The Downside
Thought it would be different. The closest we would ever be to gliding in the silent twilight on a sea of dreams. Took the time to ask the questions and read the answers in the leaves. Listen to the wind’s soft whisper, telling us how we would be. Yet, here we are, only just … Continue reading Born on The Downside
01.21.23
These thin lines come alive. One at a time, they get inside. Roots growing from a seed caught on the breeze. A revelation that brings us to our knees. Knowledge propagating in the green. Even in deep winter sleep we find we seek. DJR - 2023
The Old Bridge
Walked along the old bridge. Summer comes and we’re both chasing old times. We were just punk kids. Didn’t know what we would do with our lives. A couple six packs and a bag of weed, an old guitar, and that was all we needed to burn away the day. Thought we were gonna … Continue reading The Old Bridge
Emergence
Heaven moves around you. Light, and angels, and a peaceful soul. I am a creature of chaos. I feel your presence like a second Sun. Make me see myself in the light of your coming. A proposition I should despise, but I am drawn to you. Revulsion gives way to pity for my scars, … Continue reading Emergence
The Swamp
. Eyes as big as night, wet with tears. A quickening storm. A light burns bright on the horizon. A signal fire guiding us home. Weary hearts, and minds struggling. From the plains, through the swamp. We lost good people in the morass, and the muskeg. Those who couldn’t see their way though. Never thought … Continue reading The Swamp
ReBlog Wednesday – “Runaways”
We have all wanted to run away. From who we are, a situation we're in, a job, a relationship, a place. We have all at some point just wanted to stand up, walk outside, and run until our breath or legs fail us. Or drive. Drive until the fuel runs out, or until we have … Continue reading ReBlog Wednesday – “Runaways”