Thank You!

this is the formal reply in curtousy and civil
social response
funny how the world degrades I remember
this...

just woke up..chores to do here
late..missed work..catch it morrow

seeking.....man splits atoms and
smashes them together looking for
paricles
In law a law is only a law until it its tested
as thus in the courts
before that everything is theorem

Purple Hobbit wrote of hearing..
and it was interesting to see the label
about auditory in that its process
concerning thoughts
the bright are inclined to puzzle the
solid meaning
magicians and inventors
writers leaders....the more balanced
side if one can put it as such
the true madness would be why
do we invent or create things for
the destruction...but thats a no brainer
greed power....

the writing I do sometimes is just looking
into that flickering cauldron of thoughts
sometimes its a story
and like this one
sometimes its just thoughts

Ian writes of this
when he wakes or is ready for bed
being that I was night patrol often
I hung about with people on that cusp
of near dreaming....the aura of sleep
in those with alzeimers the post dusk
era is when they most are lucid or
cognizant...its not true ..its a variance
with the disease as the nuerons are
shunted into the labynth till the
system functions do not get the signals
to auto pilot and something fails
but....dusk era....
people with memories...sensations
of the past...or some say the intuitive
forecast vision....if one believes in
this...
they would speak in such a term of
disjointed but snippets of word lines
broken associations still thread with
some story type line

my mental concern handicap whatever
this is and it varies on day to day
arises and the poetry is pretty much
the show of it...but I just keep writing
anyway...

I have read tremendously for me
others read more..retain more
Im not certian if that line you speak
of is from lyrics..poetry....book
movie....

in Venice the water is too disturbed
and murky to be seen below the
event horizon plane of perspective
the feeling is not a submerged one
but distance maybe....the sky
reflects on darker water not tinted
green....sky reference just the same
a weightless but order to the fluid
dynamics of atmosphere and my
writing is about atmosphere

i have known women my whole life
the most interesting dynamic and
troubled rolled into one
they chose me and i chose them
seeking the reflection of truths
science of behavour etc
and after fifty four years of this
work..and ongoing maybe i found
the truths of that
humans are complex..cycling through
with moods...conditions...variables
that are as vast as what lies within
the mind..

the cumulous in a 'street' is best for
gliding....updrafts..and sailing birds
kind weather to get work done...
sunlight for shade...and a delight to
the painters eye....for walks
too gauge our size in the proximity
of something larger then us that
exists above other then planets

i take things in.....a keen awareness
might have had something to do with
having to have this as a kid and then
youth..teen...and then ego adapted
it....the way you can envision some
people...age not matters about when
you observe them....they are keenly
aware to sounds..sights...behavoiur
prompts from others...

i could write thesis on some ideas
but this has rolled on long enough
in response..

suffice my friend to say that in all
this signal rotation of thoughts
in a non conformist story
but working process
this is my mind most days
and i just function
if we dont....we get put places
or not...society dictates

i looked at the poem after
and guess its a sunday tour
lapsed i meant by society
for feelings of empathy
perhaps the woman was
sad about the animal
that the crows were interested
in......or maybe it triggered a
memory in her
perhaps the great day and
action was a moment for her
to release..
but no....the ones i knew
just emoted...happiness
drew tears...
or wet eyes..a response
to the stimulus
blustery...makes eyes water
roller coasts.....longboarding
skateboards...fast on bikes
i didnt say joyful or grief
leaving the poems perfectly
blank..stills for the readers
to give their own pattern
recognition of cognition in
their readings...

Mr Wolf!