Pollock tended to drip on & on ...abstractedly
Categories:
abstractedly, art,
Form: Epigram
at times the moon shines so brightly I can barely stand to look at it
surreptitiously glaring down at me with those eyes
those eyes that leave me abstractedly ruminating over whether
or not
or whatever the case may be
my countenance betrays all hope of a feigned
temperance
can I have that quality?
Incandescent is the light that unshadows my smile so sardonically curving
through my swirls of smoky musings
thinking im so poetic, so artistic in the night
garish process of dark conceited nonverbalizations
while that auroral light
inadvertently uncovers the illicit ruction within my soul
tenaciously I fight
covering my weakened eyes
but the light, oh, resplendent light this
inevitable montage of enigmatic radiance you penetrate
murky and fathomless depths of inconsequential entrancement that
for all they seem are the pitch of all blackness riding my soul
somewhere
or nowhere
You, ever waxing more brilliant,
captivate my very essence with luminous splendor you scandalize me with
the stunning provocation of your unreasonable caress.
Categories:
abstractedly, introspectionme, light, light, me,
Form: Free verse
Hesitation,
I could hear her thinking,
temptation,
her eyes blinking,
in my bedroom I stayed,
in a coma, but not in pain,
she took care of my needs and never complained,
but now I sense an empty shame,
I feel she has gone insane,
she was young
and couldn’t take it anymore,
so she silently closed the door.
She pushed up her sleeves,
tired and she will no longer grieve,
then she thought about the weeping willow,
outside our bedroom,
she shook that thought away and grabbed the pillow,
because in my death her life would bloom,
my life dangling,
her mind abstractedly flipped,
now she’s convinced of strangling,
she unloaded,
my mind imploded,
she was tired of taking care of me,
she was young anyone could see,
I was in a coma, she was now convicted,
her story conflicted,
I did not choose to live,
I did not choose to die,
but honey, in my heart I forgive...
Categories:
abstractedly, death, family, lost lovecare,
Form: Dramatic Verse