Paloma P Poet Free verse

Bent Elucidations

A Foreigner in a land of chicanery, can't see the forest nor
 destiny aimlessly adrift tween dusky skylines searching
 'pon comet-like nights, 'neath the shine of absurdity
 mistaking stardust for certainty, there was an inkling
 once upon a brief interlude 'tween misconceptions, 
when the sun ravished moonbeams and earth split
 its gravitational force wrenching an indubitable forfeiture,
 examining life from otherwise similar sides of continuum's
unfathomable folds, careening beyond askew gradient elucidations 
into abstruse significance 'midst hallelujah inferences weeping,
misleading each sway of deceptive constructs yielding complexities' 
   mid psychotic beliefs, invariably questioning timeless persuasions

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Freddie Robinson Jr. October 20, 2016 at 6:58 PM I love this poem, Paloma! Very thought provoking. A good mental exercise in existentialism debates. Great line ... careening beyond askew gradient elucidations ... Sharp and witty. Great poem, my dear. Love your work! Much love to you from the RW (Romantic Warrior.) Freddie Robinson Jr. October 21, 2016 at 1:33 PM My fave jazz fusion band in late 70s, Return to Forever had a classic album titled "Romantic Warrior." Loved it ever since. Well I just dated myself. I used the name to show my duality. I am lovingly romantic to the righteous, but I am an implacable warrior to the wicked. Ty for the kind words. Much love to you. Paloma P October 21, 2016 at 7:53 AM I'm thrilled it brought you there Freddie, you're so kind, thank you! Romantic Warrior, not sure if that's a charmed nom de plume or somewhat frightening. :) Freddie Robinson Jr. October 20, 2016 at 7:00 PM Btw, great title too. Love always.

Chris Green October 19, 2016 at 11:08 AM Can't see the trees for the forest? Oh the questions that find the mind as we wander aimlessly from here to there. Are there answers, not sure but I keep trudging along anyway hoping the outcome is something I recognize. This one was so cool and a little different for you Paloma, but in a good way. : ) Paloma P October 19, 2016 at 3:19 PM Thanks so much Chris, I was wondering if this one would baffle most, you always know where you're going in your head, but sometimes people can't follow. I should have known, you have a keen sense of life and poetry. :)

White Wolf October 19, 2016 at 7:23 AM Awesome poem Paloma, I always learn a word or two from your poetry, I keep the dictionary handy now, Haha. Well done! /|\ Paloma P October 19, 2016 at 7:26 AM Same way I learnt them. :) Thanks for your continued support Rick, much appreciated!