Before The Leaf Falls
A leaf falls.
Suddenly, stringy mush covers my hands.
You’re carving out joy from an orange circle.
Just like you carved out my brain
Before your face walked away.
A leaf falls.
My speech is burnt.
Pies are fresh from the open fire;
Pumpkin pushes through the air.
Your laughter hates my memory.
A leaf falls.
Warm materials enclose around our souls,
Colors play in front of our eyes.
Trying to distract us from the crash
Coming at us from full speed.
A leaf falls.
This time, it covers me.
I see you above, dispersing into large air.
My screams muffled by the deep red ovals.
A leaf falls.
You are gone.
The once loose sweater pinches me,
Reminding me that my eyes are real.
The hollow grave is crowded
And my recollection of it ever being vacant flew away.
A leaf f a l l s . .
Well it doesn’t take someone from Harvard
To get the metaphor of whistling past the graveyard
As Dr. Luke states it and rather obviously
You walk over an unmarked grave obliviously*
The naturalist walks over The Foundation for reason
In an attempt to ridicule that very Foundation
But why as a naturalistic behaviorist
Would you grind when there’s a mill but no grist
You are borrowing the Christian’s capital (yeah I said it)
The ability to reason, but you don't give God the credit
Reason doesn’t grow on trees
Do you need more empirical clarification?
Generalizations can’t be seen with binoculars?
See the truth is something unseen or un-ocular
I don’t say in jest or jocular
Or appeal to Private Monocular
“We can’t give up God because we have laws of grammar”
See! The nut job Nietzsche gets the frustration
Sssssssss
eeeeeeeee
ppppppppp
ttttttttt
eeeeeeeee
mmmmmmmmm
bbbbbbbbb
eeeeeeeee
rrrrrrrrr
999999999
September: Septiembre : Septembre : Settembre : jiuyuè
Ludi Romani
sapphire
morning glory
Septimontium
harvest month
Herbstmonat
Virgo >>>>>>>>> Libra
rrrrrrrrr
eeeeeeeee
bbbbbbbbb
mmmmmmmmm
eeeeeeeee
ttttttttt
ppppppppp
eeeeeeeee
ssssssssS
artless darts pierce heartless hearts
garrulous gnats deafen rancorous rats
rabid foxes beget brainless rocks
we are all dead
when it all ends
there are too many dead ends
MONDRIAN
so precise
&
pre-arranged
this
decisive
detailed
quest
of
the
absolute
outlined
in
black
Aaaaaa
uuuuuu
gggggg
uuuuuu
ssssss
ttttttt
888888
August: Augusto : Août : Agast : Augustus : bayue
Kappa Cygnids
Messier 30
Benesmen
Sextilis
Augustus
Leo>>>>>>>>Virgo
ttttttt
ssssss
uuuuuu
gggggg
uuuuuu
aaaaaA
Another morning,
Stormy gray lies,
Verification code 062480,
Method of payment,
Onerous office,
Kingdom of the Orange,
Planet of the Dogs,
Forgotten/depressed/suppressed,
Collision warning!
Erring & errands,
Trembling triads,
Solo infotainment,
Revised & deleted,
143,000+ miles,
275+ poems,
Life, films, anti-humans,
Geeks inherit the earth,
Texting mockery,
Dust, dirt, remote work,
Deported to Mars,
Arriving dead,
Appointment, agencies, locations,
Unremarkably dressed,
Will do,
Barely alive @ 5:15 AM,
Squealing grocery cart,
Monday miasma,
Pausing, freezing, crashing,
Bureaucratic blasphemy,
Problem: garbage,
The End begins,
Sunday gloom,
Check Engine Light,
No refills,
Pitted windshield,
Obsessive recycled cyclones,
MacBook weeps,
Fiasco at night,
Digital snake oil,
Smitten spreadsheet,
Ignoble typos,
Nightmares in Midtown,
Select 0,
Lying biopics,
Naughty neologisms,
Flying, falling, exploding,
Cancelled lives,
Done.
Jjjj
uuuu
llll
yyyy
Julio:Juillet:Luglio:Juli
7777
Quintilis
Julis Caesar
Dog days
Ruby
Larkspur
Water lily
Cancer>>Leo
yyyy
llll
uuuu
JJJJ
PAST refrain
I I I I I I I I I I
I I I I I I I I I I
I I I I I I I I I I
I I I I I I I I I I
I I I I I I I I I I
I I I I I I I I I I
I I I I I I I I I I
I I I I I I I I I I
I I I I I I I I I I
I I I I I I I I I I
FUTURE pain
June June June June....
is
out of tune
with
imploding doom
unJe uJne Juen June....is out fo
nute tiwh lpidmgino
dmoo…
mdoo omod oodm mdoo...
si ni nuet tihw expoidnlg
oglom
doom doom doom doom...
is
in tune
with
exploding gloom
Determined energy encapsulates what smolders silently inside.
Quiet resilience produce a bold, inspiring presence that space opens wide.
With a colour gamut of profound earthy tone,
Striking fiery reds and chilling white hot lashes stand alone.
Morgan's painting suggests the perception of dancing flames to a beat,
Within the vision, to create a physical feeling of blistering heat.
This symbolizes deepest strength of passion with his brushstrokes.
Dynamic intensity instills the mesmerizing impression of movement it evokes. Demanding attention to the potential of power below the surface.
Gifted craft accompanied by the celebration of beauty is its purpose.
As I gaze at the canvas, undeniable appreciation of this abstract can begin,
With wild untamed spirit ''The Fire Within".
nonoon
noooon
onnnno
01101110 01101111 01101110 01101111 01101111 01101110 00001010 01101110 01101111 01101111 01101111 01101111 01101110 00001010 01101111 01101110 01101110 01101110 01101110 01101111 00001010
A
puddle
of silver,
unused canvas
on the cobblestone
A handful of colors
mix and paint unlimited
Creativity gives freedom
Went into another dimension
the paint flows beautifully on the street
Neat gallery but no Mona Lisa
If the rain comes, where is the logic
Let the colors water your soul,
art is a beautiful song
Thoughts as a gentle breeze
to break past comfort
Paint all day long
in blue light
Sunlight
now
(O)
POWER
[On Demand][Interactive][My Multview]
(>)
( STOP ) (||PAUSE||) (PLAY > )
[MENU]
( )
|
v
(Exit to TV) (Info)
(GUIDE)
(Recordings)
+
VOL
-
+
CH/PG
-
Mute - Last
1 2 3
4 5 6
7 8 9
(DELETE) 0 (CC)
SPACE
A-B-C
TV Input – HELP
Poetry
A whisper to a scribble
The pen scratches against the blank page
an odd and rhythmical pattern
Imprinted into one's soul
Leaving an odd sense of peace or turmoil
Lingering with a yearn
A yearn for something unattainable
Something supernatural
Words standing tall
Reaching and stretching- searching
Desperately trying to
Obtain the unobtainable
Failing time and time again
Only leaving an echo of the words spoken
Or the emptiness of the ones left unspoken
Forever lost in the silence
Empty space
Which can only be filled by the next
Vulnerable moment to be bled out onto an innocent page
Related Poems