Your head is a living forest
full of songbirds.
~E.E. Cummings
The songbirds in my head
are chirping melodically,
and unlike the voices
the birds make no demands.
The voices want me dead
chanting evil plans rhapsodically,
but trilling birds notate a different choice
toward a path to other lands.
Lands where voices can be shed,
lands wherein I dwell harmonically,
lands where psyche can rejoice
without annoying ampersands!
Ampersands
When ampersands take headache tablets they
find the real meaning of
sound waves.
There was trouble written all over her
like a treasure map, gold buried deep
between the missing ampersands
where to begin,
X marks the spot
Y chromosones
like quicksand YX
rolled up, a necessary
reoccurring addiction
sage smoked slowly
then fed to the sharks
gold buried deep
between the missing
ampersands
the better treasure
hidden
XX marks the spot
Candide Diderot. ‘24.
Ordinary thoughts of standard diction
Embellish themselves inciting friction
Words give understanding for how I feel
To give a 3D image, to sense the unreal.
Hyponyms to idioms, romantic collective nouns
Superlative adverbs widely used to counteract a frown
Imaginative ampersands symbolic of the time
Emphatic forms of rhetoric, devilishly rhyme.
Words remain our lifeblood, progressive and alive
To articulate emotion, a metaphoric drive
So appreciate the syllables and annunciate the prose
Give thanks to the words our language grows and grows.
Literalness Of The Prairie
Those that cannot remember the past -
are often run over by it for nothing lasts.
The truck may
Be driven
By a unicorn.
Even ignorance
on some day will lapses.
There is always a dead Greek philosopher
to tell you the river
you soak your feet in
is always different.
As a honey badger
Finds His way
Inside The refrigerator
Where you let
Your images cool.
Link sausage chants within the pan
The lines of kings
The dream
Was sleek
A machine
That spilled
Poems
On the mercats
Below in the footnotes
Reconstruct the lines
& scurry like the edge
of self-fulfilling prophecies.
Just storms of mercy forms
damp hyphens
& ampersands
combine the trouble couplets
And beat of stanzas over Kansas
& Find their way back-
From the literalness of the prairie
Limerick: Once a fierce Samurai from Xi Ban Guo
Once a fierce Samurai from Xi Ban Guo
Displayed his sword-play in a tornado
But his sword slipped hands
And entered his ampersands*
So now he limps about incognito.
• In fact, I really mean: §
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013
Mitosis
movements
wrap together in
pulsing conduits
of vibrant vigor
to nudge
the prod of
creation
until all
division lines
fold down to
ampersands
welcoming
liberated
hands
operating
in unison
despite all
individualistic
instincts sordidly
hoarding for
dominion of
identity
denying
the swirling
dependencies
holding all
bodies in
godly
orbit.
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