On a racing abseil down a scarred, breathless face,
I surprise stalled, smelling the waxy comb
before hearing the anthem-buzz of stinging sirens.
To a zipping stop, there deep,
back in the dark out-of-sight
lay flashlight hidden, shadowed away,
a secluded cave of stone sweetness.
From out the needle-sharp, eye-biting karoo light,
the bees rocket dive like shining embers bright,
fire-honed, humming into their honey cave home,
swallowed into the dense sweetness.
As Life extrudes with centrifugal spin,
each to fingernail climb her
chosen rockface of cold hardness,
or
to flurry, fret and fly a million flights
from high forest or low scrubland,
all seeking the warm softness
of our own honey cave,
safe on an untroubled cliff.
escape
hatch shape
egg cracks
unpacks
extrudes
intrudes
his birth
on earth
It’s Mork -
a dork
meets girl -
a pearl
head sits
no wits
bit cool -
still, fool…
nanu
nanu
:
:
:
his “hi”
and “bye”
this dork
from Ork
4/2/2022
Footle created by Brian Strand
A starving child cries out for food
As his distended belly extrudes
His cries seem to fall on deaf ears
And he succumbs in hunger's tears
A young girl think that she's too fat
So she doesn't keep her food down
She becomes victim to anorexia's wrath
Skin and bones is the aftermath
Other people may eat to suppress pain
And are in denial of their weight gain
Soon they will become obese
Many will succumb to this disease
Each new day elucidates the night
bringing shadows, allusions, forth to clear
the angst of shattered memory and fright,
opening eyes once shut with nighttime fear.
Each new day illuminates the mind
brushing aside the cobwebs caused by age,
sending feelers out to search and align
with an expanding universal stage.
Each new day testifies to the endlessness
of life within the spin and weave of time;
the immortal Eye extrudes largesse
reel in each floral scent, each kiss, sublime.
All praise the majesty, the all seeing Eye
which returns to us a new day at sunrise.
7/12/14
A beach captivating deprived eyes,
Fascination, grandiose haven in July,
Keeping lovely mountains nearby,
Of Pacific, quixotic, refulgent sunset/sunrise.
Tarry! Unwind! Vast waves eXtrudes Yuletide-like Zephyr.
Written: Aug. 16, 2012
This is a beautiful beach in Tamurong, Candon, I.S. It is located near my place or compound just a walking distance from my house. Its name was officially given by the people living in that area who are mostly relatives. The word "namagyan" means "relatives." Many visitors are going to this place and enjoy the nature, their moments and most especially the whole day of Sabado De Gloria (Black Saturday) and ecumenical services are held on this beautiful beach on the dawn/sunrise of Easter Sunday! It's a very fantastic place to visit! Come and see!
OK.
Where do I begin?
Lost within my art,
Profound beauty with initiated trust extrudes my offspring.
My heart is extracted,
I am no longer one.
Bounded veins pressed against the mist of society.
Thoughts are nonsense to this movement.
Not knowing is enthusiastic.
I wonder how I got here.
Simple is not enough in this distorted affair.
Normal is just a name.
Hurt is a figment of way back when sense was common.
Problems are obsolete but the challenge is here.
Blind sided ambition takes its toll.
Inhaling what ifs and exhaling what is.
Blank at heart so my mind tells me to walk forward into this fear.
The thought is unexpected,
Which makes the movement beyond believable.
Jumping into the arms of unknown.
I would say love but this is better.
I feel no pain.
No human emotion can break this element down.
This aroma is now the life I breathe.
I can't care anymore.
This is my moment of ******....
Crawl on your hands and knees,
Away from broken pleas,
Where the tender heart bleeds;
Let her soul rest in peace.
Think of her divine joy,
Blended to the limitless;
Extrudes fluid nothing,
Why the disenchantment?
Moments in reflection,
Creation with destruction,
Moves in loves hatred,
Swinging each indulgence.
Lightening bolts and rain,
Denied love, triggers the pain.
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