Mirrors of different shapes and sizes
Everything appear so beautiful and flawless
Mirrors of your past and present so plenty
Origins of each memory come faultless.
Reminiscing all events that unfold
In your heart need not be told
Encrypting, orbiting what comes around, goes around
Seat of wisdom will come down
when your mother is not around.
dead of night draws near
and he suffers
inside the silence
the stillness
of the land
loam looming
encrypting upon his hand
bare
as his glance
a mirror mulling of a past
eyed
foreseeing a fertile future
as she comes
he pauses
in the mist of maturation
of the trees
his forest blend
bent to the cue of man
braved
he braves the hidden blue
and breathes
her scent
In celestial pristine panorama of nothingness,
primal photon restless in the vacuum milieu,
undefined in the cauldron of infinity.
Explosive singularity of the creation
conceived matter of the God particles,
encrypting the cosmic algorithm of existence,
decoded in the spread of space on time.
Essence of creator’s particles in everything extant,
the universal kinship soul perceives*.
*One of the tenets of Vedic philosophy.
July 3, 2019
Contest : The Universe
Sponsor : Nina Parmenter
Thoughts that were formed
so very long ago
frozen in time
on a smooth, glossy piece
of black carbon paper
Memories
through written word
sentiment seldom heard
forever embedded
on a typewriter ribbon
Carbon paper and ribbon
messages of life
hidden amongst the chaos
encrypting everything
our hearts need to say
Vision is just an obscure frequency
Optically tuned into the epitome
Of soul
mentally
Constructing and Constricting
Into imagery
Whatever you are
Whatever you were
Whatever you thought
Is whatever you saw
Even though we see we never see it coming
Look at the past but the past has become us
What we come from
Isn't the sum of
What is to come
Stuck
Within the pendulum
Every lesson is a vessel
Signals sent to check you
Distract you
Or connect you
To paths you pass through
Concentrate
Contemplate
Decide then demonstrate
Disorganized sensory
Sensing things that don't make sense to me
deciphering and encrypting
This isn't a fantasy
This isn't at all what it appears to be
White chalk vandalizing it
Words and numbers haunting it
Pens scribbling to reflect it
Eraser smudging
Knowledge forever encrypting its life
It’s a tough , tough call
Too..too many things to recall
A few sticking on as remembrance.
Too horrid or huge or humorous
A bundle of points ponderously fall,
While I try encrypting into my scrawl.
Hours , long to sleep away
So, I’ve got to wake up often in a day.
Being a windbag and sanctimonious at that
Is my singular respite
In oxygen- short peaks of silence.
Cicatrix of self is what I see as substance
Even as I am blind to wounds of life.
Who is to blame for my rot and strife?
Lack of hands to deliver
Or surfeit of hands seeking succor.
Bury me please atop my tedium
Or the Everest of encomiums
Still you can rile or rebuke me, as I stick out my head
Who am I..who am I
Question that is great, but it flatters
Who is the not-I , trickier, is what matters.
Life as it is,
makes me imagine this,
like when Adam grabbed his rib,
and had a kid, (creation)
I'm passionate with statements,
like caption capturing the ancients,
You have to attach the strings of patients,
to change this,
person you are,
whose searching through stars,
at night,
the shards you find,
are like scars you hide,
to mark the sight,
of something new,
nothings true,
due to perspective's,
of separate conceptions,
reflective subjective-objective intentions,
reject this intensive compressed in obsession,
with lessons of life,
about a technician's mind,
in Egyptian time's,
we lived to dies,
encrypting rhymes,
in codes of philosophy,
the omens of prophecy,
have broken this poverty,
my emotions are property,
sold on the market,
like coal from a dark pit,
my soul is thy carcase,
starving alone,
bartering hope,
along the road we drive,
as common folk we die...
Descriptions in a Leaf
An ever expanding moment
Deciphering equilibrium
Encrypting chaos
Convergence spilling outward
Breathing indrawn gasp wave staccato’s
The designs intricacies
Pandemonium of links
Events
Patterns cast on scenic sentience
Picks out the radiance atonement
Perception floating
Anchoring on that moment
Refracts the clues resonance
On an equal curve
Spiraled inward
In countless deliveries
Of green
Imparted memories
Veined in the dissection
Of atomic anatomy
Splitting sun solar systems
Initiating
The retinal collisions
Of sight defined edges
Blades poised
Suffuses viridian
Hangs there connected
Descriptions in a leaf
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