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Jon Collins

Jon Collins

Word weaver, song singer, pattern whisperer, baker and candlestick maker.

It Isn't

Poetry
It isn’t It never was Never could have been Looking up See only stars Empty Looking for answers Trying to make sense of it all Only way is up Not even Can’
Too Many Words To Describe

Too Many Words To Describe

1 min read Poetry
Too Many Words To Describe Too many words to describe What nobody wants to see Apocryphal Inuit words for snow But all that we have to show Are legions of contorted phrasings Creating
On The Ground

On The Ground

1 min read Poetry
On The Ground A pause, interminable In transcripts unfolding In messaging groups Good will unresolving Action not present, but future Breath holds against An absence of data From the ground Direct sources, concerned
Without, Within

Without, Within

Poetry
Without… within Simple and benign… Dark and unrelenting Never quite dissenting… Taking its own time At peace, unperturbed… Looming in the shadows Serene, at the window… Not to be disturbed No cause to