Tyler Knott Gregson's Blog, page 45

"Swore this was over,these testaments to a life,all these simple words."

“Swore this was over,

these testaments to a life,

all these simple words.”

- Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson

Typewriter Series #3039 by Tyler Knott GregsonI’m still...

Typewriter Series #3039 by Tyler Knott Gregson

I’m still unaccustomed
to this peace,
still carry so much rage
for the fight I had
to endure.  
Forgive my fingers,
when they become fists
again,
forgive this voice
when it still thinks
it must shout.  

I’ve turned this cheek
so many times,
I don’t know which way
I am
facing.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-

Stop growing so fast. Please. This is already two weeks old....

Stop growing so fast. Please. This is already two weeks old. #GillyGoonie (at Helena, Montana)

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I’ve a wild soul, I know this. I was not made to be in this...

I’ve a wild soul, I know this. I was not made to be in this skin. I am drawn so entirely to something outside of this place, this routine, these machinations.

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Look with gentle glance,

through the wild that lives in you.

We share the same soul.

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— Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson

(at Helena, Montana)

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"Look with gentle glance,through the wild that lives in you.We share the same soul."

“Look with gentle glance,

through the wild that lives in you.

We share the same soul.”

- Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson

If I could live in an eternity of Autumns, I would do so. I...

If I could live in an eternity of Autumns, I would do so. I would chase the falling all my life.

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A shift in weather

and a change in attitude.

What falls with the leaves?

“

— Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson (at Helena, Montana)

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"A shift in weatherand a change in attitude.What falls with the leaves?"

“A shift in weather

and a change in attitude.

What falls with the leaves?”

- Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson

Typewriter Series #3038 by Tyler Knott GregsonCalled this spot...

Typewriter Series #3038 by Tyler Knott Gregson

Called this spot the melting pot
come in many walk out one
Was the lie we bought
We’re frogs in cool water
With no idea it’s getting boiling hot

Come in you tired you huddled
you poor, came in many
but walked out more.
Come in you yearning,
you lost, you sore,
Segregation spread
before we reached the far shore.

Promises made as plans were laid,
Freedom shouted in brogue and drawl,
a hanging tree remembers
being loved for its shade.

Called this spot the melting pot,
started off broken,
afraid of all we were not.
Come said they, white wig and pomp,
distractions from their sins and rot,
still broken, say we, cracks still growing
shot after shot after shot.

Cooked we’ve become, forgetful lot,
never complained loud enough
wasn’t that hot, we thought.
Boiled our fears, stole our voices, it’s
too late to remember what we forgot.
Started out many, now we’re more,
wasn’t this spot the melting pot?

-Tyler Knott Gregson-

Feeling heavy today, some deep melancholy to be far from home,...

Feeling heavy today, some deep melancholy to be far from home, to be in the green and mist and adventuring off into the quiet stillness. Sometimes it just hurts so damn much, not being where you wish to be.

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Sometimes it’s the noise,

sometimes it drowns it all out

and pulls me under.

“

— Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson (at Balquhidder)

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"Sometimes it’s the noise,sometimes it drowns it all outand pulls me under."

“Sometimes it’s the noise,

sometimes it drowns it all out

and pulls me under.”

- Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson