Short Gorges Poems
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Darkness surrounds dusk
Clown beetles saunter about
Sought by desert rats
Moths gather at lit porches
As the black widow gorges
My heart is a glutton
it gorges on sorrow
it's like pressing a button
then BAM I weep til tomorrow
I am a miserable psycho
the things I love make me cry
my jealousy consumes me and I hope
that I can just die
Endless mountains now
reach for the sky.
Tis the season for it
so torrential downpours begin.
Rushing creeks form
and the deepest gorges overflow.
Waterfalls agitate the murky depths
and raise up whitest foam.
A desolate land
destroyed by breakfast.
A hawk wanders flying horizontal in the azure sky
over the nearby green hills, black eyes searching
we see it later my helper and I
near the market tearing apart a pigeon
blood and feathers torn by the hawk
as it gorges it’s hungry belly
sacrifice lives with life and death
we do not often see its struggle
life and death we rarely hear its cries
Evolution is an error extreme
Veiled things imagined, hopelessness in dream.
Observation's skewed interpretation:
Logic, post hoc, blind history appeased
Urges and egos in strange gyration
Tempting faith to suicide. Truth squeezed
Intermittent into darkness blunders
Over gaps and gorges, making thunders
Naked of the flash of light. Thin ice here!
ii
every fold
every curve
deep mystery
green verve
as the eyes
roam the summits
beauty turns up
shapes allure
waves rising
clouds on mounds
waves descend
fogs in the waist
ascent and descent
an exciting dance
once over
a deep trance
uphill journey
downward return
cups of tea
thorns and flowers
deep in the gorges
Babylonian darkness
your and mine
for a bath in light
Weightless feeling, remembrance of something new
Total disregard for pain receptors, a tangled wire
A recaptured moment in time, a retaken picture
A rescind into misery, but it is okay. It’s normal
Applause for the inner vacuum, devouring entirely
A recap on events that have yet to take place
Some call it seeing into the future. “Prophecies”
But the truth of the matter is, history repeats itself
What are mountains
But opportunities
To climb and conquer
Our fears
Of achieving
Our own
Magnificent potential
Overcoming the pitfalls
And crevasses
Loose boulders
Ravines and gorges
Dense thickets and forests
Or even bone-chilling snow
Pumping adrenaline
For a magnificent
View at the top
And the exhilaration
Of thumping our chests
With pride
To scream into the wind
“I DID IT!”
~12 Jul 2016~
COPLA VEINTIUNO : This Bad Guy World
Bad Guys seek safety in numbers
At heart most dependent cowards
Fear not their fangs
To stalk you they’ll don false fauve furs
Drop not standing alone your guards
Stress not their wrongs
They love to make a show of strength
Myths push roots in infertile minds
Blades in bowels
Choose not battles which drag at length
He who gorges blood his life binds
Drowns in revels
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
We seem separate, sadly so
Culture's children of East and West
A horrid hole lurks humankind
Traipse through time to stand up straight
History's tears tell the true tale
Finding freedom from irksome isms
Inner inklings shine to the stars
Will wise hearts always pay the price
Wrought with woe, wars waged unwon
Face race, our original sin
Seeking healthcare for everyone
Reset concepts for world order
Find ways to treat our foes as friends
Cross grand gorges, greet the other