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NOTIONS OF ART
of authenticity
discovered
&replicated
in measures
of the
cognitive
&
authentic
a dichotomy
of liberty
&doubt
aestheticity
of concepts
in
imagination
&
an aura
of style
in an
advent
of
enigmatic
reflections
thought chimes
made real
in random
details
the minute
& absolute
in images
of the
illusory world
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Penny loafers; muffling, shuffling, slipping, sliding symbols of a generation.
The rings of alarm clocks, sprints to an office, and evenings in dance hall gyration.
Low, feminine shoes, a Post-War fad, that were prized for their disarming fabrication,
And preferred instead of the high-top boots, worn by men during War's mobilization.
Slaves of the feet, piously worn, softly they entered the Church of the Reverent;
Or briskly moving on tired, leather soles down the long halls of the U.S.Government.
Hail! The shimmering, scintillating coins shining brightly with romantic sentiment.
Gaudy, nerdy pennny loafers. Comfy on the feet and ready for a compliment.
FATAL FLAW
Let it be known
& be shown
to accrue
upon demand
servitude
where hearts reside
then align
as one
after the storm
within
eloquence&grace
shall be
a free intent
to withstand
& embrace
turn into gold
upon
the errant tide
then to arise
to debate a begotten gain
in fractured hearts
sheltered
then
to hold unbound
&to inspire
ere
shrivelled
on the vine
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
Air is used for helping blow
Up balloons so they can grow
Into something beautiful
Pretty and so colorful
Like love should be when you find
The love always on your mind
Which is not the case for me
You just cause me misery
The air surrounding me is stale
Your love is an epic fail
That just breathes a lot of air
Of gloom, darkness and despair
There is nothing really pretty
Of marks that you leave on me
Symbols of a love gone bad
This is not the love we had
Colors no longer exist
Black and blue from your fist
That leave me wondering why
You would want to make me cry
Balloons blow up every day
But too much force will take away
Their beauty as they go pop
Like you did with my poor heart
Forcing way too much power
On it causing the horror
Of it blowing up from the
Anger and brutality
That you daily are displaying
And I am the one who's paying
As this air of meanness spreads
Messing with my heart and head
Written: July 19, 2026, for a contest sponsored by Unseeking Seeker
Line of inquiry:
“to veil light we cloaked it in bliss
then intellect and lower mind
fused together as magnetism
in form where truth we seek to find”
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A lapidary epithet is thrown—
I shed the garment of the mirrors' gaze.
The adamantine echo mocking is known,
Where katabatic abyss may swallow maze.
A citrine pulse beats raw beneath the gown;
Phantosmia of forgotten rain is known—
On earth unopened, where the shadows drown,
By recognition, older than remembrance.
Where whimsey ceased its endless, dark harangue,
A single orchid lifts its silent throat—
Its sacrosanct sepals need no praise or clang,
As wisdom arrives, unargued and remote.
The hungry lower mind lays down its rod,
The higher mind drops waiting to be known.
Two rivers merge beneath a mighty God,
The hoary ouroboros yields its throne.
No longer self-devoured, a widening ring,
I drank transparency, not ecstasy—
Relieved at last from stained glass of the king,
The unhindered light breaks out—completely free.
It entered unoriginate, uncrowned,
Unannotated, asking to be seen.
No longer symbols, blossoms burst the ground—
The world’s own scripture, raw and epicene.
No grasping hand can hold the truth in place;
The fist that clutches only wears a glove.
The hand that opens finds a vacant space,
To hold the always-inviolate with love.
Days are doomed to fail
until we sprout
It won't rain
except if we burst
It's a new world
none grasps the epitome's mystery
being's secrets
a lucky break
we deny
we'll mourn our losses
our exit's face
all freedom is granted
Written: March 30, 2022
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived. ( Poem inspired by Poet Brian Strand Form)
FRATERNAL TIES
laden
despair appears
& remains
at hand
peaceful prayer
the answer
to surround
remorse
& reap its place
of
aspiration in unity
as
ordained
by the divine
this end burns bright
day& night
til then
the final hour
is stayed
to bring
fraternity
in one accord
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
AWAKENING SLUMBERS
reflect
stark constraints
highlight
the
stillness
a contemplation
a synthesis
evolving
silhouetted
vaguely
transcending
experience
of reality
a repetitive rhythm
to emphasis
the options
in a poetic
dimension
scintillating
giving
stark relief
saturated
& allusive
oblique in
transition
to influence
the ascendant
impetuous
interplay
devolved by the
organic
slight& aslant
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
INSPIRATION
emotion driven
embracing tradition
cultivate
the
distinctive
reputation
an extreme
interpretation
manipulate
the
effects
compose
discover
the appeal
acclaim&
persevere
with the formal
&
adhere
the
influential
to concentrate
upon
the
poetic spirit
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
HAIKU is the ' phonetical&cultural original 'in Japanese'& in reality uses '17 'onji' (sound symbols)rather than syllables ,&traditionally written in Japanese as a single line
whereas
HIKU is the English language tristich (three line) version(including translations)with similar economy of words including the THOUGHT PAUSE prompt (often indicated by an ellipsis .....the SENSE PAUSE the aesthetic point of insight flowing from perception & ONE BREATH LENGTH to correspond to the aforementioned Japanesese 17 onji sounds.
The essence without "telling all" (thereby to ' show ' conforming to the key of all true imagist poetry),&avoids 'as'&'to' & the use of past tense verbs (& is often without verbs,adverbs,adjectives )A verse freed from strict syllabic constraint within its triplicity of format& is inherently enigmatic & often with a caesura and surprise ending( VERSUM )to give a 'turning' to the line.The hiku maybe a horizontal single* line,(often broken at the caesura),a vertical line(usually a painting(haiga see note) ,a couplet** or a tristich***
*strand by strand decadence unravels moral fibre
**a dew trail across the lawn...
' neath the shed winter quarters
*** a blue plume rising
from camp ashes-
yesterday's visions still haunt
NOTE :HAIGA can be seen @ haiga-ichthys.blogspot.com/