[MD] poetry

MarshaV marshalz at charter.net
Thu Aug 14 06:22:04 PDT 2008


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Subject: Re: [MD] poetry


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>> ----- Original Message ----- 
>> From: "Krimel" <Krimel at Krimel.com>
>> To: <moq_discuss at moqtalk.org>
>> Sent: Thursday, August 14, 2008 8:15 AM
>> Subject: Re: [MD] poetry
>> 
>> 
>>>>>>
>>>>>> 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
>>>>
>>> A ripcord to paint,
>>> to see and to pull,
>>> better than missing the bull.
>>> 
>>> Shall we dash our heads or skin our knees?
>>> Are we grounded or living a fantasy?
>>> 
>> 
>> Mysticism is the point,
>> a "skip of faith"
>> as you'd anoint.   
>> 
> Faith is the point that I'd concede
> The question is really; how much do you need?
> 

Experience skips over need.
Try there is no bridge 
to sprout from seed.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 




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