The straight arc

Kids are bad,

Adults are worse,

All men sing for a place,

And all females for a reason,

While nature bears the outcome!

Kids are cute,

Adults are a love story,

All men dream of a heart,

And all females for heat and passion,

While nature feels just awesome!

Autumn starts taking over,

Butterflies are back to their “worm-shape”,

Kids, adults, men and females,

Form a nature,Form flavorsome!

Somewhere I came across tenderness,

At that time I met an anonymous feeling,

Now don’t wake me up,

I no longer can label my status,

Time is not fair this time to promote

Thoughts surrounded by water!

Kman

Charlotte

In a world where we care too much about the cost and the profit, about the manufactured product and the benefit, we do lose so much quality of our potential human interactions. Therefore, there is a call for change and improvement to effectively reconstruct our philosophy for we can not build constructive communication upon inadequate principles of the previous centuries. Managing conflict in interpersonal relationships is one of the crucial concepts needs focus and care. In fact, these days no one can run away from the speed of technology and globalization. For this reason, interacting in a diversified context or with a different culture has become a matter of necessity. Actually, there is a great percentage of the human network still communicates through a tunnel vision rather than a broader one. In other words, most people interact without acknowledging the effect of how different perspectives, ideas and cultures can be fruitful and constructive in the era of communication. If yet, there is no adoption of a more balanced view towards managing the conflict, reinterpreting the behavior, and evaluating a rational quality, there will be no chance to reach positive and constructive results.
The critical component to a successful conflict management is to be fully aware of the type of the conflict. First, by understanding our own traits to manage the first step which is: managing the conflict within ourselves. Second, to avoid clinging to one culture in order to go through the second step which is: managing the conflict with the other.
The challenge is that even with our fully understanding of these previous points, miscommunication is likely to happen especially when there is a considerable cultural difference between the communicators. Hence, our interpersonal relationships may possibly be tense and lead to a conflict or intensify a conflict that already exists.

K-man
North Carolina
4.07 am ( 2008)

Fissures

I wasn’t alone drifting my sight apart
You’d win nothing conquering my moves.
Would you fix a big head in a small box?
I doubt your common sense…
Would you push all the way my rocks?
I doubt it at any expense…
I am a falling tree
And,
I know you're unable to see
Behind me; a virgin forest
And lost cords of a guitarist...
I may get melted with clay
I may be part of an essay
And I still doubt your way
Of giving it away
'Coz you are crashing my breath
In this abandoned ashtray
I will handle you two options:
The first for adoption
And the second for a fake display
Listen;
Be part of my straight move
And let the bulk disapprove
But listen…

K-man
Misenheimer.NC

Reflection

The cool shadow of trees
Lays down against a warm afternoon
Some roses behind a fence
Left perplexed,
Between getting smelled to public
And buried beneath the shadow
Controversy remains a title
Like a funny cowboy selling
Boots to golf players…

As I’m witnessing those scenes
Trying to understand the language,
Something pure and virgin to my luggage
A single crow crosses the park
Declaring the news:
Trees, shadows, afternoon and roses;
Condominiums are Evil;
Crawling and invading…

A pause spiced out with tension
Inhibiting my interpretation.
Got back to the traffic
Of the language I don’t…I can’t
Understand.
Dear Audience:
The Human Being Stands.


k-man
03/17/09
Charlotte,NC

To the preacher of "Myth"

Do not argue how I am,
How existence fits the "me"
and how smoothly my fingers
Are tickling the ink ;
As the time is ticking towards no time
blink and do blink then keep them...
Real wide.
Pause!
Breath!
Get in
and feel free to ask the right question:
Why I am?

K-man
Amelie's French bakery
Charlotte

The swatter

Mite, not mighty enough
At night;
Bugs miss the compass’ class
Luring,
Blurring light is burning the invisible light wings


The smell of smoke
Reflects higher voltage of power
Illiterate identities are doing the “march”
And Bugs silently and barely emerge from scratch


With no pre-trip plans
The moth aimlessly flails in the snare
Nobody buries “nothing”
Spring water gets rid of the nausea
For many times bugs could’ve been stuck
Under the stinky arms of the nation
Allegations, allegations, allegations…

The scent of olive oil and mint tea
Or the anonymous funerals beyond your sea?
You know what?
Get back to the free wild little flee…

H-man (The roads)
K-man ( Charlotte)

The pale rainbow

As he passes by, he notices that I am still there
Tossing
still the dice...
And on breaks
mixing an appetite with rice
I didn’t care, I didn’t turn to greet nor did I want to leave
My rocking chair…

Without a single word
We exchanged many remarks,
two feelings
and one meaning!
The exchange was prompt
then absurd...
As I am listening to my rusty hinge squealing
The herd was ready to explore the “world”.


kman
Charlotte 08-08-10