[MD] poetry

[Krimel]

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From: MarshaV [mailto:marshalz at charter.net] 
Sent: Thursday, August 14, 2008 3:37 AM
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Subject: Re: [MD] poetry


----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Krimel" <Krimel at Krimel.com>
To: <moq_discuss at moqtalk.org>
Sent: Wednesday, August 13, 2008 9:58 PM
Subject: Re: [MD] poetry


> SA
> If you could Krimel, please add another line in your verse.  The rhythm of
> this poem is 3 line verse then 2 line verse, thus, 3-2-3-2...  It would 
> help
> to retain the integrity of this renga.  Anyways, since the one before what
> you wrote was a two liner, then its' a great honor for you, I would say, 
> to
> have the opportunity to express even more on this three line turn in which
> you took.
>
> thanks.  It would be much appreciated.
>
> [Krimel]
> I broke the rule,
> I am such a tool.
>
> But the two I wrote really when with the three before so I broke another
> rule I'm afraid...
>
>>
>> The bright moon,
>> the wind moves leaves -
>> geese not seen.
>>
>> Flight across the pond, well met
>> A being bigger than names
>>
>> raindrops on the roof
>> dead leaf oceans scattering
>> who knocks at the door?
>>
>> Weeping willow, strong old oak,
>> fire dancing from ancient skies.
>>
>> Fresh sweet cool air
>> Solid comfort
>> Deep stillness within the rush
>>
>> Here..., It..., Is..., desiring,
>> galaxies, and swollen breasts.
>>
>> the wind stirs
>> sick, achy, resting
>> quiet sun shines
>>
>> Change flowers in the wanting
>> Petals inform beauty, grace
>>
>> In milky way embrace
>> Lustful Impassioned ethereal whisps
>> Of angels breath in starry skies
>>
>> Nothing, her darkness shining,
>> words unwritten, waves unseen.
>>
>> Her hair hung lovely as
>> the autumns dusk,
>> Her eyes dark almonds
>>
>> ...by a neurosurgical stroke so fine
>> I find myself completely out of my mind..
>>
>> clouds and blue,
>> earth dripping cold water
>>     - Get over it now!
>>
>> Laughing, calling, babbling,
>> this river flows well.
>>
>> unseen beneath trees
>> flowing ocean
>> of Glowing tune of autumn
>>
>> dreaming of approval, approval, approval
>> the starving child who never sleeps
>>
>> on my PC,
>> hours pass like minutes pass like seconds on my
>> PC.  my childs weeping in his sleep
>>
>> Leaf drops overhead
>> - I move out of the way.
>>
>> Into a future without flow,
>> under a sky no longer blue,
>> but with its calling no less true.
>>
>> I wrote for you then, like Cyrano,
>> Words I would never speak.
>>
>> the autumn leaves pile by the door
>> I almost hear the rustle of her dress
>> how can I bring my aching heart to rest
>>
>> Skin is green, wart on her nose,
>> bitchy as hell, has webbed toes.
>>
>> one gray squirrel now five,
>> stomach fur, snow lays, teeth push,
>>    - more white by the moment!
>>
>> a preview of things to come,
>> as the dog takes in the heat.
>>
>> Cold night, cold light,
>> thoughts falling from the trees.
>> Wind chimes, rabbit rhythms, dancing sea.
>>
>> reborn now, chimeric, chameleonic
>> a goddess, she thought was she
>>
>> Poetic stereotypes, often called tropes,
>> Include things like women, graphic pain,
>> and darkness.
>>
>> On the edge of a long fall,
>> breathing you, memory and dream.
>>
>> Creativities code...
>> Art must do!
>> What art does!
>>
>> in this quietness
>>    - what ya doin'!
>>
>> island of senses, She sighs,
>> Isness shines and sings,
>> slowly to See.  Ecstasy...
>>
>> Is your world stale?
>> Colors, poems - beautify!!!!
>>
>> When I die, let it be
>> calling for Her.
>> Ma, Mother of all names.
>>
>> Small hand searching for treasure.
>> Placing it on your heart.  There!
>>
>> Giggle the time scale and rocks roll.
>> Mountains, crumble and erode
>> The fractal forms of valleys flow
>>
>> All things cleave and shatter
>> Zoom in, Zoom out, refocus.
>>
>> Night smoke smelled
>> Chimney's burning long
>>       - snow is icy.
>>
>> Spring winds in the trees now,
>> Cold then warm then...
>>
>> A germ on the pincer of mite
>> On the leg of an ant on the back of an elephant
>> Climbs a mountain like a pimple on the planet
>>
>> When things cleave they only matter
>> If you zoom in, zoom out and refocus.
>>
>> hocus-pocus, distorted locus
>> only has meaning
>> when out of focus
>>
>> Focused is as focused does
>> When contemplating navel fuzz
>
> A smile unveils the white of budding teeth
> And belies the sleepless nights
> That brought them to light screaming
>
> the dream is now lived - a niche!
> I can now express this way.
>

A skip of faith,
as mystical as can be,
think, and you will see.

Or leap across a chasm
And fritter your days free falling