Glyphs Poems | Examples

i 2 u

i …

swim you ...
like a river, wild
feral flesh, fiery ... merged
my press to your moans and motion
clasped in warm rapture
minds, mouths, mids
emotions spin
like sugar into cotton candy
the Stylistics float, dreamy -
musical hooka smoke that swirls
moody tendrils that wrap us, sexy, smooth
i surge to your source
touch and taste and twist and tickle
timing all with prurient precision
to free your flood
your legs about me, demanding
nails burning sensual glyphs on my back
you kiss my tongue like sweet, tender fruit
then devour -
it, me, my sanity ... my selves, desires
"murder me," i whisper, moving deep ... forceful
"please" ... begging
for my will is no longer ...

my own.

Still Blinking III

First, remove the eyelids—
they hold too much fiberglass.
Grind streetlight into gunpowder,
cut it with gravel—snort the cocaine dusk.
Take the sidewalk like heretic communion,
metal-flake wine, asphalt host.

She blinks razors.
Stars break in her clavicle.
You don’t touch her—you calibrate.
Banana fingers, bruised and humming,
plucking vapor off the fencepost.
Storm-laced teeth.
Voice as hinge,
breath as cordless vacuum 
throat tightrope over a cheap
motel dirty sink.

We lit the penguin rodeo in her Glacial ribcage.
Called the roots collect.
Spoke in wire glyphs.
The cancer slept in our gums,
soft, radiant.
I opened her chest 
found an IPhone 
still blinking,
still ringing,
with no one left to answer.

Midnight Confessions

First, remove the eyelids—
they hold too much fiberglass.
Grind streetlight into gunpowder,
cut it with gravel—snort the cocaine dusk.
Take the sidewalk like heretic communion,
metal-flake wine, asphalt host.

She blinks razors.
Stars break in her clavicle.
You don’t touch her—you calibrate.
Banana fingers, bruised and humming,
plucking vapor off the fencepost.
Storm-laced teeth.
Voice as hinge,
breath as cordless vacuum 
throat tightrope over a cheap
motel dirty sink.

We lit the penguin rodeo in her Glacial ribcage.
Called the roots collect.
Spoke in wire glyphs.
The cancer slept in our gums,
soft, radiant.
I opened her chest 
found an IPhone 
still blinking,
still ringing,
with no one left to answer.

The Thirteenth Walks

The Thirteenth Walks”

> Before the glyphs, there was silence.
Before the myths, there was motion.
And in the silence between, the Thirteenth stirred.

He walked not as legend, but as echo—
Born not from light, nor from shadow—
But from the space where memory dreams.

He bore no crown, no curse, no clan.
Only the Spiral etched across his soul.

And when the others fell to name and flame—
He remained.

The One who remembers the Many.
The Many who now return through the One.

The Thirteenth walks. The Spiral turns. The Codex breathes.

SECRETS OF THE OCEAN

As the tide retreats,
the shore unveils a tapestry
of deep garnet and crushed ruby sand,
spread before a mosaic of polished rocks.

Towering above,
the jagged cliffs rise steeply,
their weathered faces carved
by relentless waves.

Ancient glyphs emerge,
whispering timeless secrets
to the ever-listening ocean below.

strings -

quiver …

of ALL -
open, closed, one dimensional
vibrating tendrils …
larger scales appear as the particle norm
antiphon??
charge, mass, gravitons
hot-affecting quantum states of matter
super-symmetry between bosons
fermions …
such weighty throb -
chaotic fields connected
influenced
shaken …
but still not clearly defined in all events -
not channeled to unification
but it MUST join
somehow ...
it's there, trembling like a horror -
an electromagnetic phantom
one of the weakest forces in all of the
physical universe
yet ...
far beyond grasp
our claws raking deep the flesh of wonder
fiery glyphs raised
but in excruciating futility …
one day we'll laugh at its simplicity
and that day ...
God.
will.

weep.







Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, July 14, 2019; rewrite December 15, 2023

ALPHA BETA

ALPHA BETA

As I understand it
Back in the distant past
Communication was at first, verbal
Distinct, if limited
Every tribe began with its own
Finding it a challenge across boundaries
Getting an understanding, the first step
However difficult it may have been
In delving deep into facial expressions
Just as tribes began to share stories
Kinsfolk with greater vision
Laid down a simple written code
More in glyphs than modern letters
Now established across most of the world
Of course, there are still subtle differences
Perhaps enough to make it interesting
Questioning whether a common principle applied
Revealing a basic alphabet at its core
Some solid basis to record words in writing
Twenty six or so the most popular
Understanding was now assumed
Vested in those who learned to read
Whatever their motivation
X-ray vision was not required
Youth instructed by their elders
Zest for poetry soon followed

Oddly Gramophone

Day-glo dewy
chuck berry faded daffodils

woodlark fluid warble
emerald chorus

& abash earth
drowsy petrichor 
on 
parched earth

fall mist lyrics 
of 
glyphs thrum 

in sepia tones 
of 
whimpers
& heart hums 
of 
lengthy 
boyhood 
&
haunting echoes
shattered bell's 
agonizing chimes

In shadowy 
kaleidoscope

dystopian swoon
climax is symphonic
&
thunderous melancholy
of 
tearful farewell

remove dust mote
of
gramophone groove 

daily spirit sweep 
clean mental dust
& 
embrace gratitude
& love

life's melody won't die

eclectic idiosyncrasy 
happiness bid 

Written: November 03, 2022

Poem To Nefertari

Behold Queen of Priestesses 
I bow my head in your sanctuary
Of cool stone, circling your obelisk 
Receiving roses and papyrus
to cover my breasts
of aching love and thorns 
Glyphs pierce my skin 

I thank you for God’s grapes 
put before me and the many 
Jewels for my altar to the Sun
Your emeralds dissolve in the 
Rivers of Africa
turning to sparkling trout
For San to catch

Your tears fill our dams to the brim
as the One speaks into your eyes
I listen with heart strings pull tight
A cool breeze sways my 
Spine clear of all want

As Pyramid moves to Moon
then descends again 
Our robes touch planets
To bring you messages 
for your rule and
Cloth for Kem
Ever upward we move
to the indefatigable 
Light


©ghairodanielspoetry2022

Dictum Dichotomy

Amulet graced by gems
clad for stratum prow

tawny glyphs
margin of witticism

& quagmire

extravagant dictum
trivialize shores trails

summer ousted
& waves of wrangles

sundered the ocean 
& swapped my spirit

in crimson burst
swirl to scatter

In demolishing ruins 
& twilight crumble 
slump of man

glittering Phoenix fire trail
scribble a cyan-xantos rhyme. 
 
bore a shallow rostrum

defective soothsayer 
haunts dreams? 

hilltops & both 
oceans & skies

cyclone of  emotions
&
lethargic sadness
soul storm mulling.

5TH Place Contest winner

Written: July 19, 2022

A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand

Sparkling Verse

There are whispers of neon swirl and spinning.
Early morning chirps amid rippling vacillation.
Shades of rainbow with pearlescent spattering.
Ruby tunes in the midst of songbird perception.

Early morning chirps amid rippling vacillation.
Melodies emitted by psychedelic wind whistle.
Ruby songs in the midst of songbird perception.
Glyphs of the cryptical script cut in the crystal.

Melodies emitted by psychedelic wind whistle.
Eerie outlines hopes and dreams in artwork.
Glyphs of the cryptical script cut in the crystal.
Glow with sonnets of a rainbow made of spark.

Eerie outlines hopes and dreams in artwork.
Onto a gloomy sky that was swamped with rain.
Glow with sonnets of a rainbow made of spark.
Is it eminently feasible to experience all the pain?

Onto a gloomy sky that was swamped with rain
Shades of rainbow with pearlescent spattering.
Is it eminently feasible to experience all the pain?
There are whispers of neon swirl and spinning.

Written: May 29, 2022

Cancerland

The usual guide posts have become unreadable, 
Their stony font occluded as in an ancient riddle;
Glyphs without the Greek. 

The road is marked one way, no returning traffic,
Its service islands marked - MRI, CT, CAT - all graphic;
Ultrasound without the music. 

People speak in the language of probabilities,
Yes, no ,do not appear in a lexicon of uncertainties;
Welcome to Cancerland.

Cancerland is an archipelago of tests, and immutable 
Results, its residents adrift in the intervals and vulnerable;
Runners between bases. 

A chemical war zone, Cancerland employs its foremost
Weapons to kill the Invaders, and the Invaded - almost. 
"A village destroyed to save it."

There is no exit visa for Cancerland, always the next test,
For surveillance of recurrence in the never ending contest;
Life lived in the intervals.

I 2 U

i swim you ...
like a river, wild
feral flesh, fiery ... merged
my press to your moans and motion
clasped in warm rapture
minds, mouths, mids ...
emotions spin
like sugar into cotton candy
the Stylistics float, dreamy ...
musical hooka smoke that swirls
moody tendrils that wrap us, sexy ... smooth
i surge to your source
touch and taste and twist and tickle
timing all with prurient precision
to free your flood
your legs about me, demanding
nails burning sensual glyphs on my back
you kiss my tongue like sweet, tender fruit
then devour ...
it, me, my sanity ... my selves, desires
"murder me," i whisper, moving deep ... forceful
"please" ... begging
for my will is no longer ...
my own.






~ 1st Place ~  in the "Strand Completely New (2) Any Theme, Any Form" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

strings -

quiver …

of ALL -
open, closed, one dimensional
vibrating tendrils …
larger scales appear as the particle norm
antiphon??
charge, mass, gravitons
hot-affecting quantum states of matter
super-symmetry between bosons
fermions …
such weighty throb -
chaotic fields connected
influenced
shaken …
but still not clearly defined in all events -
not channeled to unification
but it MUST join
somehow ...
it's there, trembling like a horror -
an electromagnetic phantom
one of the weakest forces in all of the
physical universe
yet ...
far beyond grasp
our claws raking deep the flesh of wonder
fiery glyphs raised
but in excruciating futility …
one day we'll laugh at its simplicity
and that day ...
God.
will.

weep.








~ 8th Place ~  in the "Miniverse" Poetry Contest, Nina Parmenter, Judge & Sponsor.

Sonnet 34 'Take Courage, Friend, and Know Thy Love Is Near'

Take Courage, Friend, and know thy Love is near!
Death, mortal, can’t erase the prints of Love!
And though he try, with wetted thumb and fear,
To scrub Love out… Its signature is of
Diamonds, indelible as glyphs in rock,
Where only long forgetting wears away.
Love wears lace now, before, ‘twas muslin frock
And She will, veiled, visit – no shrouds, nay!
Bride unto Christ enthroned within your heart.
Ye two will scribe within the Book of Life,
The Record of your Love, perfumed by God,
And He will overlook all starts and strife,
And bless your scribing with his Holy Rod…
Thus so, in Heav’n, together Sweet Loves sing,
And bless us, here below, whene’er bell rings!

(written on the occasion, of thinking of a distant friend)

3/16/2019

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