Silt Poems

The Quest For Perfection

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Today,
somewhere in this world,
without fuss or a funerary
prayer, a lifeform 
has gone extinct.
It probably passed unnoticed,
its last lonely moment spent 
bleeding beneath a log 
or gaspi...

Glorious mud

...A simple recipe of water, silt, soil and clay
Nature's potion; so powerful, so useful, so dangerous
Uncontrollable and untethered is this egalitarian mixture
Loved and loathed by human and animal
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Nacre to Nacre Within

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I plunge beneath the tide of the restless sea.
through corridors of green where shadows lunge at me;
the water’s pulse warps what I can see,
each beat a thrust towards my fate's mystery.
Silt n...

The Road

...I started toddling at seven months,
Walking the roads as from twelve
Shaping my feet from sands and mud upon bumps
Frequenting the paths to hell and into which I delve

From the spittle of the s...

Grief

...I remember the grief in Samuel
when Saul failed,
like the grief in Nile
when blood crept into it —
just like it creeps into the bones of
this earth.

The rage in grief is distant but distinct,...

Twilight

...The corn has ripened.
With it is the wizened laughter of a
Mirthless age, showing ashy teeth
Of dappled cowries.
A flavescence so bantered by the courage
Of wilting bloom!

Sadly, sea waves tr...

Wordless Peace

...The river moves but never dies,
It carries all it cannot keep.
Beneath its glass, the silence lies,
A cradle where the old dreams sleep.

I watch it wind through stone and silt,
A silver ribbon...

Lifeline

...A confluence formed by the little creeks
Like serpentine, it takes myriad twirls
Leaping down as cascade from the high peaks
Reaches the barren plains as rolling pearls

Flows with mesmerizing v...

painting words

...Painting with words

The ash in the wood burner is still warm white and esoteric
an unborn dream a sin to shovel into a sink bucket when
it looks holy and ought to be strewn upon the tranquil sea...

River Glow

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The river holds within it
a channel for bygone moments,
as if all that was
will be its movement
into tomorrow.

Below the darkest sheen
an ancient starlight glows, and there,
long drowned g...

Murmurs of the Damned

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Silt collects at the outreaches of an ancient, murky marsh.  
Twisted tendrils of white oleander form archaic symbols.  
Deviant rituals, cocooned and lost eons ago, lie awash—  
Taken to th...

Once more

...

I can hear it crawl towards me
In the infinite moving dark
Claw turns to slither
Echoes without placement
Each sound closer than the last
My heavy breath giving voice
Breath cool on my face...

Wild Flower Love

...O’ my dearest love,  
I gather the world’s rarest petals for you—  
Ghost Orchid fragrance lingers  
in the marsh’s quiet air  

look, love, it fades  
then rises in  
th...

What Menace

...I saw ten ships departing north,
From out the grand Canal.
They each were armed with cannons four,
With mighty rationale.
Atop them flew my country's flag,
A phoenix white in pride,
It struck a...

Soil is life

...“The future may see the exhaust of mines dug deep into Earth’s core. But, the soil has to keep producing food for the ever growing Earth’s population.”
- quote by A.A.Jarilov, Soil-Scientist
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