CONTRADICTORY CONCLUSIONS -:-
perplexing
evolving
incomplete
dual
dichotomy
in UNCERTAIN JUDGEMENT
couched
fragmented
patchwork
laudatory
linguistic
in CRITICAL BLIND
amalgams
strangely
silent
passive
characteristics
Words
verbs
aimless
adjectives
amalgams of verse
unshaped until
imagination's birth
bursts
fly free
on unfettered wings
blown to
&fro
to settle
long
forgotten dreams
as words floating
as petals
on a stream
a fragrance that lingers
a passage of light
inspiration
delineated
as
a thought
ribbon
originality
conceived perceived
crystallised
in relief
VISIONS
so
prophetic
in
resolute
depictions
complete
instantaneous
revelations
diverse
verbal
amalgams
of
conscience
essential
to
address
appreciation
surrounded
glistening
perceived
prevailing
a emotional
interplay
subverting
by
the
demystifying
&
endlessly
uncompromising
reverberatation
WHITE FLOWERS OF BEAUTY
Within
the soul of my experience
unconscious seeds
of tomorrow's joy
waiting
the warmth of encouragement
lay dormant
seeking inspiration's light
words verbs adjectives
aimless without form
Times past times present
amalgams of verse
unshaped
'til imagination's birth
from the spring
of my maturity.
repostfrom 2010
AMALGAMS of reality
dreams diversified
nostalgia
for the country
of his soul
colour
clarified
echos of nature
with
the universal
flying
floating
images of marital bliss
emotion elevated
imagination emphasised
magnified on high
with
stylistic symbols
amimalistic
beasts of beauty
in bovine backdrops
the unexplained declaimed
unembellished
fantastical
eclectic imagery
unique
childlike
in cubist
conception
bringing
revolution to
the eyes
Words,verbs,adjectives,aimless,past times made present, amalgams of verse unshaped,until imagination's birth bursts from the spring of my maturity to awake,arise as ideas and fly free on imagination's unfettered wings ,blown to and fro to settle where they will with nowhere to hide, buried deep within long forgotten dreams until becoming clear ,as words floating like petals on a stream;a fragrance that lingers within, as a passage of light to my soul, inspiration to make me whole.. delineated as a pattern of thought ,a ribbon of inspiration as a verse.
Suh tumultuous discussions within ,these images strive for life just as a new-born wriggles from the womb. I merely provide the mute, as multiplied, thoughts trained by the subconscious becomes a workaday drama.The inner made outer.Inherent originality conceived,perceived,crystallised, beneath the now ..in relief.
Within the soul of my experience
Unconscious seeds of tomorrow's joy,
Awaiting the warmth of encouragement
Lay dormant,seeking inspiration's light;
Words,verbs,adjectives,aimless,without form,
Times,past,times present,amalgams of verse
Unshaped,until imagination's birth,
Bursts from the spring of my maturity.
All thorns seek turning toward the white cloud
To bloom in some green blue and pink flower
And feel the touch of human black eyes loud
Or become leaves moistened in the shower
So do sinners as their compensation
To look like the blue sky and smile likewise
But to most it is a remote ocean
A few can get those crystals of peace ice
This way some may be like Saint Teresa
Others remain both a saint and sinner
As dictated by their amygdala
Some seek healing some himself a healer
We are amalgams of sinner and saint
A black and orange in an image quaint
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28/10/2016
Tiny ships made of flotsam, most remnants of me
I tearfully warp and then carve into poems,
Just words my heart link, dreaming soul is transparent,
That I tenderly launch once again on the sea,
Each bottle containing life’s florid amalgams,
To some perhaps nothing, but my heirs apparent.
Tiny ships that have beauty, just life with no con,
Their cargo perfumed by a morning’s departure,
A seafaring breeze that helps ships leave safe harbor,
Show a trace of their journeys to hither or yon,
The dream of a target like draw of an archer,
Like roses exploring the height of an arbor.
All these ships, bottled soul, that I cast on the brine,
May sea salt, perhaps, preserve past poet’s promise
And tempt other poets to sail past their knowing,
Truly follow their muses, no limits enshrine,
And share God’s creation, shake doubting like Thomas,
Our verses, His echo, all blessings bestowing.
Brian Johnston
October 16, 2016
Haiku like variation...
flotsam constructed
tiny ships in a bottle
float on balmy sea
Light and Dark-
we speak in contrasts
easier to resolve
than the shades between
(fine lines of gradation
that truly define)
If we were basic color…
then amalgams of dim and bright
would do-
but our specie is far more elusive,
somewhere between wrong and right
everything really of old
and everything possibly new…
A HAIBUN Doublet
A HAIBUN DOUBLET
An empty space,filled by light brings simplicity to life,the empty heart,fills with pain,
cries out why,again,again,and still the emptiness remains;Simplicity forgotten
in complexity will drown,darkness overwhelms the mind,despair see nought,with eyes blind;light fills up the empty space and illumes the vacant place,hope blots out disappointment as my emptiness relents.
Within the soul of my experience unconscious seeds of tomorrow's joy, awaiting the warmth of encouragement lay dormant,seeking inspiration's light; Times,past,times present,amalgams of verse Unshaped,until imagination's birth,burst from the spring of my maturity
spring rain today
how green my memories-
ah I live again
Singularity brings forth clarity
on which imagination then flies free.
You may hear me recite this haibun and much of my PS anthology on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro
Catch my short form poetry @strandpoet on youtube
WHITE FLOWERS OF BEAUTY
Within the soul of my experience
Unconscious seeds of tomorrow's joy,
Awaiting the warmth of encouragement
Lay dormant,seeking inspiration's light;
Words,verbs,adjectives,aimless,without form,
Times past, times present,amalgams of verse
Unshaped,until imagination's birth,
Bursts from the spring of my maturity.
Listen to me read this poem on youtube under name of ichthyschiro
Within the soul of my experience
Unconscious seeds of tomorrow's joy,
Awaiting the warmth of encouragement
Lay dormant,seeking inspiration's light;
Words,verbs,adjectives,aimless,without form,
Times,past,times present,amalgams of verse
Unshaped,until imagination's birth,
Bursts from the spring of my maturity.
Inspired by the words of RS Thomas'Poetry for Supper' see my blog today
A bright shining hope in a blind ricochet
In the gardens of stone where the sleepers lay
Where the bells chimed out on a brand new day,
A bright shining hope peeled resounding.
A bright shining hope firing heart and mind
Like a grand constellation in clusters aligned
With a mystic astrology built predefined,
A bright shining hope shone abounding.
A bright shining hope out of centuries blew
On the winds of change, ringing in with the new
And from Auld Lang Syne rose a future anew,
A bright shining hope stood agleam.
A bright shining hope of souls reuniting,
Amalgams of legends and heroes inciting
An unwritten future made ours for the writing
A bright shining hope to redeem,
Of a humanitarian dream.
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