That rambling castle across the landscape bewitched my heart
As though divinity has signed, gorgeous is its art.
Are the cherubims relaxing, spreading out their legs and hands?
Are these archaic, ornate boulders on mountainous strands?
Cave-like, carved curvy corridors crookedly coil around
Vertical and horizontal length, width, and depth rebound
Celestially thrill-filled, airy arrays in sunlit style
Are Hephaestus and Athena spreading a sapphire smile?
Points, lines, planes, volumes, and magnitude speak tonnes of volumes.
Are these flawless frills and folds parts of angelic costumes?
Gloriously intricate, cosy carvings, and wide wings
Brim-fill with cosmically grace-filled mimetic mouldings
These sprawling, spreading, sturdy structures seem to symbolise
Incomprehensibly divine marvels that synthesise
Short, long, sharp, and blunt; straight and twisted mortal existence
That draws, from the spiritual source, its soul sustenance.
Across areA
Cryptics mimetiC
Revolves dooR
Open sO
Stitch iS
Tied fiT
Interfacing radiI
Coupling logistiC
Mimetic mimicry mimicked the mime.
More than furlong, the entire belonging day long.
Prophet, the proper property, pope prophecy.
Hardhearted harshness tied a fair harness.
Shepherd herding sheep, harder in a herder way.
Without ever consuming
bureaucratic butter or
sacramental bread, nor
coffee and latte.
She prefers spiritual
mystical fruits from space...!
This way she becomes
beyond stunning
for all...
With her mimetic smile,
melted words and
asthmatics hugs, she
is now a myth !
And so she operates
with virtue an symptomatic
way of talking
that broadcasts her now
agoraphobia absent...
All in her is impressive...
and i say with love :
"It is marvelous to be
by her side because
she makes me feel
geometrically misaligned
with this world i live"
With her it is alike living
in Matrix.
IT’S SPRING THE SONGBIRDS DO SING--
Oh, perching birds Passeriformes on branches sit Passeriformes;
Singing unto me a songs mimetic merrily in vocalization;
Territorial repertoire attracting mating calls characters;
A Chirp Whistles and Beeps Tweet-Tweets cries in formations;
Nightingales and mockingbirds attracts mates or hold territory;
Variety of many oscine songs thrashers and catbirds allegory;
Blue Jays, Mockingbirds kiss and flap their little wings;
The song in this clade signals sexual intentions race;
Sexual selection among songbirds is highly based;
And in Backyard marrying and dancing they do sing;
Alas! Tis the sounds and coming of spring, all the songbirds do sing;
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Mimetic kinetic imagery
of a blossoming Aprylic Me
riding a white spring
at three o”clock in the morning,
lucid hours on a yellow line
so far in Monday”s emptiness.
He”s calling, he”s trying to imitate an owl
an Egyptian Spirit-
he”s just my poor alternative ego
alone
under my grandmother”s sweet soul
in a warm cosmic kitchen.
And now the Sun is melting this poem
and solid objects can be seen
I activate my resurrection
in this mechanic haloween.
Wind, word, sail
The helm is turned
On the oar of the tongue
Against the tide of laws
The righteous cause
Will its litany and prevail
O could the dock
Materialize again
Out of the euphoria of the brain
O could not relay of metered sound
Measure out spoon by empty spoon
The empty wait
And the immediacy of the state
You were a tower
Better than Babel or rainless flower
You were answerer and caller
With exact mimetic
Of the horrific hour
That children go round and round
Sunless in the shadow
I never let the moon get into my blood
The universe is just a batch of mud.