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GARISH
into soft flow
a lens congeals
what the edge
conceals
stars hiss
radio translations
across a breadth
a fingertip settles
sending signals
cincture
as old as architecture
the band
about the heart
gives its rush
chemical declination
on an ancient highway
banners awaken
a pack sways
adjusting its
adjudicant Desire
quarry
blocks of logic fall
stoned into
this well
dust in the minute
shivers of flesh
galvanic response
A choir of questions
wavering a pulse
note
visceral exfoliation
the dreary play falls
away
into the awe of
a truer dimension
...
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Comments
Esker
Sun, 2016-10-09 02:24
this load has risen to lock into the sight horizon
shit happens
four years ago
four months ago
four minutes
ago
prompts to infer
a set motion of
thought processes
what is obvious
in front
is what is most
dissuading
those that can see
through the mirror
of a reflection
casting their own
image...
example..a semi darkened
plane...shop window basic
stuff..
poems about human interchange
not so much the hustle
IE bullshit baffles brains
but about locartes law
how some can enter a room
leave something in the pysche
of the moment
with a witness or witnesses
leave...and an eventual
dawning of an awareness
event will arrive
perhaps chain reaction
multiple levels of awareness
...
always happens to me
years later i will return to a
particular moment
said word..expression...
smell..de ja vue and find an
answer..Or not...See..feel
sense the answer
thats been there all along
with accompanying prompts
back to the echo location
however...this only gives me
more realization that much
more is and will be going
on in the world as we
are aware of it
and inter personal relationships
that are much more complex
or to have experienced a moment
with a completely beautiful if I want
to think of it like this...mind
beauty is sometimes painful
....I dont feel "left behind"
I feel at the time that I was
"Thrown Away" Vast does a beautiful
song on this....
Im merely ignorant...blind..to
experience the moment
maybe I do it on purpose
to all this will seem like senseless
rambling...but its not
half my work here is the clues to me
holding fast a specific gravity of
moment in my experiences
symbolism gooblydee gook
okay..will stop this here.
except I am very excited
to say that nothing is cheap
that happens
I am indeed a wealthy man!
I just never came to that conclusion
of logic because I did not "see"
something...
duh!
over and out on a Sunday morning
Mr Wolf!
Candlewitch
Sun, 2016-10-09 11:16
hello and thank you...
I completely understand this:
how some can enter a room
leave something in the pysche
of the moment
with a witness or witnesses
leave...and an eventual
dawning of an awareness
event will arrive
perhaps chain reaction
multiple levels of awareness
always, Cat
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Esker
Mon, 2016-10-10 07:40
monday morning..thanksgiving canada
glitch number two
the post glitch is gone
replaced by the no
save Poetry from Workshop
Tried posting two
and nothing...
thats a first...
luckily I can crank out as many
not worried about the
not posting....
but is anyone else experiencing
this technical difficulty...
that is all
Over and out for moment!
Mr Esker!
Esker
Mon, 2016-10-10 07:57
re check...
poem was posted at 6:11....and there is no mention of a.m. or p.m.
so I will take it as six p.m.
onward and upward!!
Esker
Mon, 2016-10-10 07:59
No..as I figured....its on a twenty four hour numeral clock!
So I posted last poem at six eleven....Twenty four hours elapsed..
just wont let me post!
two good poems written and gone...
luckily I have many more
if and when I can post again..
would be nice!
Thank You All!