Long Interstices Poems
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As twilight's shadows light does fade
Dark machinations interstices invade
In deep crevasses, insecurities cascade
In dark corners, fears, doubts parade
Day's, blithe rhythms subconscious channels evade
Night's diabolical inventions the deep recesses pervade
My twittering eyes cannot the bleary apparitions dissuade
As mind's candle flickers, o'er frontal lobes dark minions escalade
As primed marionette's mimicked taunts degrade,
so galvanized, inner demons perform mock charade
Ghoulish forms are imprinted with a sharp spade
Entreating figments as sane ideas masquerade
My nurtured perceptions of reality are staid
Nightmarish delusions all rational outlets blockade
Portentous visions of calamitous peril overlaid
Underpinning, disturbing dreams crack shallow facade
Discordant tremors breach; tone deaf ears serenade
Shock waves pulse down spine; nerve endings frayed
in the far fringe of a woody island
with a river slithering along in gentle leaps
and a mud road stretching behind
there is a solitary hut
visible through the patches
of light and shadow
with its precincts lapped by the waves
and the rich alluvial soil
engendering trees of robust growth
in it, live a man and wife
a pair made for each other!
their likes and longings
blend and bleed into oneness
they grow in the joy of a living love
making life a celebration in a rare way
their humble hut is always blessed
by seasonal fruits from trees of tropical kind
where giant trees stand watch over
loaded with jack fruits and tangy mangoes
with creepers in greener leaves
and their foliage, ever in a merry dance
latching and intertwining their tendrils
their dinner, rich with fresh fish
caught through angling
in which both engage in the evenings
in the air, there is a subdued roar
made by the swish and swirls of life
but in the silent interstices
between the rush and blur
there descends a heavenly peace
when their souls go on a dance
making theirs a happy home
sweeter than all mansions of gold
A Strand (1047) Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Brian Strand
Sabotaging orbitofrontal communication incorporating connection between anterior cingulate gyrus cortex heightening activity bridging (via atom sized pontoon bridges) greater activity upon basal ganglia, which synoptic description does nothing to alter the predisposition to ingress of uncontrollable imbecilic, inexplicable, and illogical fixation particularly during onset of puberty, when an emotional kamikaze nose dive at the nadir of near lifelessness, the shadow of me former self nowhere tubby found on account of deadly symbiotic relationship asper the invisible nemesis – i.e. electrical impulses faux nattering nabobs of mien nativity whereat unseen thriving sensational riffraff quenched powerhouse ousting nestled milkmaids, or rather pressing said resources sans vitality into dangerous, frivolous, and horrendous self destructive antics, where ballistic charges drugged eminent domain former nerve cell size occupants, thoroughly re-engineering sense and sensibility with pride fullness and prejudice on par with dousing one with an opiate that completely upends functioning healthily, judging lovingly, and managing productively versus expending precious time and energy self absorbed into manic, neurotic, and/or psychotic actions, manners, thoughts, et cetera, which irrationality got embedded within the neurological interstices, which even as of this moment hound me akin to wild beasts circling ever closer to launch mortal kombat against their very housing.
Fallowed mind on barren ground toils
Winter's cold streams radiant beams foil
No incubating current cuts through the dense soil
Muses' bright glint the dark, thick clouds roil
Blipping sparks can't light my sensory console
A dormant seed sprouts on a rocky knoll
Promising strands on frozen surface stroll
Chilling winds over shallow-rooted thoughts troll
Vapid ideas from stagnant un-imaginative threads loll
Without depth, the promising figments spoil
In due course, Spring's thawing tides do roll
On horizon's mount, azure panels scroll
The brighter patches degenerated conduits parole
Fecund spores with soaring visions cajole
Wispy tufts of dander blow into cranial hole
Into thawing seams, germinating inspiration bowls
Enervating muse, implanted seeds into interstices dole
Granules of wisdom brim from gilded boll
Leaving pod, enthralling, pearly grains silt the soul
The congealed fabric spins around each, sensory pole
Ginned fibers into imagination's colorful tapestry burrow
Subconcious streams flitter through my silty porthole
Ebb and flow through my consciences' filtering scroll
Clogging the interstices and my formative, fragile mind doth control
Perceptions of self flood my sensory console
Pent-up desires breach mind's, shallow levee and over carefree banks roll
Carnal instincts bleach and, over time, corrode my chaste compass's steady pole
My soul's rudder listlessly through the choppy waters doth stroll
Delusions of grandeur and trite fantasies o'er my wayward ship troll
Teetering sails are blown about by truant winds so droll
Faulty navigation beaches my tattered psche on a barren shoal
Battered by the waves of inconstancy paying a penitent toll
Tunneling through the brackish bilge; a frenetic mole
Seeking to escape frollicking tidal waves that my froward, youthful mind did cajole
Sifting through the rancid seaweed that years of cresting tides did dole
Cloaked with guilt, shame stranded on a rocky, desolate atoll
Still vainly trying to justify my hopeless condition; my fleeting worth extoll
Beneath the city's concrete awning,
Sunlight pirouettes through the urban sprawl.
A danseuse of shadows on an asphalt stage,
Nature's pulsations thrum through it all.
Skyscrapers, leviathan bellwethers,
Forge an ersatz forest, soaring high-hearted.
Yet, within the interstices, light clandestinely seeps,
A palpitant echo of the limitless sky.
Amidst the urban hustle, a delicate interlude,
Komorebi, a tender kiss on the city's veins.
A pause in the plangent urban resonation,
Nature reclaims what the concrete constrains.
Crystal leaves and chrome branches entwine,
Casting intricate choreography on sidewalks below.
Sunlight gavottes through the narrow openings,
In the eurythmy of ebb and flow.
Candescence alights in hidden sanctuary,
Where sunbeams dance, and freedom finds liberty.
Komorebi, a serene urban ballet,
Nature handwrit in city's clamorous fray.