Long Ascending(a) Poems

For every action there is a equal and opposite reaction like the striking of billiard balls but when worlds collide souls in twist and become bonded in ways people would never think. Being behind the...

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Leaving Adam


Eons advance and passed away.
Thought, theory, speculation and opinions, die.
Glancing through lenses, and squinting, at the sky,
Adam, pointing, at the twinkling specs, named the brilliant ballet.
 
 
So, following mankind, up the mountain,
And ascending...

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I've a father who's known for ascending a clock,
a magnificent ticking antique.
In between twelve and one,
he began and was done,
not a scratching was heard nor a creak.

He was nimble that night, as he is everyday
when...

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Grenfell tower 
ruptures the horizon, 
London's skyline is scarred
like a blackened diplodocus 
or a charred monument
for a laconic London bridge 
still burning

But look, 
linen wraps its iron-bones
mumifying the city's underclass-
an icon for future generations 

oppressively,...

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majestic he seems, staring down at me
with provocative, charcoal-cavern eyes
challenging me to forge upward
massive boulders, slippery streams and fallen trees
arduous obstacles he puts before me

shall I take his dare
perhaps ascending a few steps closer
to cerulean...

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I saw them in the sunlight hovering
above the fragrant bushes on our street.
So many different hues of them! It was inspiring.
Beautiful bright ballerinas drawn to scents so sweet
were for me a wondrous and surprising treat.

So...

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Constructed, casting a common customary cornerstone
Sublime, super-strong skyscrapers successfully survive
Like many other matters, aren't these too destruction-prone?
They break and fall, partially or wholly, like a beehive.

Composed creatively; catchy; captivating; classic
Mysteriously melodious; maddens many minds.
Wafts in...

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When passion roars 

in our bosoms 

for mounting on horseback 

that breaks through fortresses

or mounting a cloud

to plant in its whiteness

the banners of madness

or ascending a star

to break in its space 

the barriers of silence...

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They had for him come in a cab:
Mister Sabinus for short, Sab, 
A guy with the gift of the gab
To receive wounds or the wounds grab...

If only he'd leave fast - A Crab!
He'd prevent what...

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Jesus called a child to him and said:
"And who shall receive one such child in my name receives me."
And so love the children
Love also the grandchildren.
For in ways life is a great circle.
We arrive at...

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A Nation's Soul Bleeds
By: Tom Wright
11/7/01

Neath her fury,
was a soul cloaked in temporary jubilation.
'Mongst minds eye, came notions of revenge.
Whilst chill of night haunts her soul,
days are spent parting cobwebs, trying to validate life.
She envisions...

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Alizarin azaleas
in the myrtle moss
where my flax feet cross
to the saffron sand,
in my magenta mind...
Beneath a cerulean sky
where the fuchsia fowl fly
to a haematic horizon
for true lavender love, 
with my turquoise thoughts...
Ascending a viridian vortex
was...

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