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Timeless destiny

The leaves expose their arteries, 
Through which all summer, only one life has elapsed.
The thirsty Earth penetrates all the stories of their last breath.
it would have resisted, and maybe it wouldn't have been Autumn...
But them love the violence of hungry mouths  the eyes hidden in the ground, 
 breaking out in a mess nudity. .
As a mere mortal, I build a room in the tomb...
there are voices calling me,
 voices who condemn me...
As long as I had a life, 
I used to be loved!
I am a leaf with endless symmetries.
Resisted the scream of deer in dew, too,
the deaf gallop of Poseidon horses
I fed on improvised loves,
To unknown fountains... 
I have died so many times and same many times I have been reborn..
I am a leaf with endless symmetries...
 Sturdy during all seasons.

Weekend Recitation

a discourse     
  ornamted speech
    eloquent oratory aloud
seminal ideas
in pillars of poetics

a dialogue     delivered
     feelings aroused
         from slumber
by symmetries of sequences
soliloquised

persuasion     intertwined in poesy
       perceptions personified
       arrayed&adorned
       in audible orations
       of
          experimental sound&
                                         sense
freewheeling
       sensable
          becoming sententious
           loose language codified
yet
   open ended
                   figures of speech
                   of arrested moments
denotative&
           syntactical of
            preliterate tradition
solo
    but
        not self conscious
or
     self orientated

words freed
             to float  &   hover&
              find a home
a random place        to rest
a refuge       for letter
                       sound-images
to
   stimulate a reply

Weekend Recitation

POETICS in PROGRESS


a discourse     we don
  ornamted speech
    eloquent oratory aloud
seminal ideas
in pillars of poetics

a dialogue     delivered
     feelings aroused
         from slumber
by symmetries of sequences
soliloquised

persuasion     intertwined in poesy
       perceptions personified
       arrayed&adorned
       in audible orations
       of
          experimental sound&
                                         sense
freewheeling
       sensable
          becoming sententious
           loose language codified
yet
   open ended
                   figures of speech
                   of arrested moments
denotative&
           syntactical of
            preliterate tradition
solo
    but
        not self conscious
or
     self orientated

words freed
             to float  &   hover&
              find a home
a random place        to rest
a refuge       for letter
                       sound-images
to
   stimulate a reply

Symmetries

There are symmetries in nature
created for deeper purposes.
They delight, tease and inflame us 
- oh, nature is diabolical.

Dna's Ecological Confession

I live each breath
each day
each month
each season
each year
each stage of lifespan
each life and death cycle
of passionate memory,
between eternal consciousness
and timeless change.

Breathing in non-zero sum
and exhaling zero-sum
and vice versa spatial Time

Who knows significant differences
in such profound zero balancing,
similarities of emptiness
and fullness,
symmetries,
centers,
sources?

Earth's ecofeminist life span
and Ego's left-hemisphere
mutually reflect dynamic changing passions,
timeless theological play,
passion's eternal re-creative work,
eternal wisdom
as of timeless personal knowledge,
polypaths of correlating wonder
wandering in polyphonic
eternal octaved awe.

I need not become capable
of defining regenerative breath
and spirit of dynamic time
to already be bilateral refiner
of Spirit's renatured fractal Source.

Rhetoric Poetics In Process

a discourse     we done
  ornamted speech
    eloquent oratory aloud
seminal ideas
in pillars of poetics

a dialogue     delivered
     feelings aroused
         from slumber
by symmetries of sequences
soliloquised

persuasion     intertwined in poesy
       perceptions personified
       arrayed&adorned
       in audible orations
       of
          experimental sound&
                                         sense
freewheeling
       sensable
          becoming sententious
           loose language codified
yet
   open ended
                   figures of speech
                   of arrested moments
denotative&
           syntactical of
            preliterate tradition
solo
    but
        not self conscious
or
     self orientated

words freed
             to float  &   hover&
              find a home
a random place        to rest
a refuge       for letter
                       sound-images
to
   stimulate a reply

Appetites of the Abysm

Systemic symmetries of destruction, 
gorging with thoughtless consumption…
Within the bowls of corruption,
enslaved by the sanguinary skins of seduction…
Butterflies bloom to demonic deeds, 
of the feeding frenzy that surely bleeds…
Voices that spread their saintly seeds, 
only entrapped within wrangled weeds.

Fake media the soup of the day, 
cabalistic constructing illusions they portray…
While the appetites of the abysm display, 
as the deceptive delusions foreplay…
Habitual hunger that they manifest, 
of the manic misconceptions we ingest…
For we suckle on the beastly breast, 
as they occupy the obedient oppressed.




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Out of the Box

Out of the Box



In symmetrical symmetries lies the cradle of creation
For we are the residual residue of ancient agnation
As we look through the looking geometrical glass
We see the pinnacle primeval majestic mass

Of vastness vibrations in reality illusions
The Golden Mean of symmetry’s solutions
All is revealed in the cosmic cube of Metatron
Matriarchal manifestations of the dimensional dawn

Spiritual spiral strings of Sacred Geometry
All things equal in the synchronized symphony
Like a jumping Jack inside the bilateral box
We take a peak when Heaven kindly knocks.

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Mysterious Christmas Tree

Mysterious Christmas Tree

Far away on top of rounding mountain
Pine trees gather in the open snow
Twisting roads lead the children's sleds
Equipped with axes sharp, soon to perform
At dawn the boys and girls arrive
Seeking symmetries perfection
Selecting the best Christmas tree is blinding
When the gusting winds prevail and blow
A gold beacon small appears to dance
Above a gentle thick tree near the ledge
The children chop it down with care
Carry it away with light in tow 
One snow flake after another follows in the glow
As they go down

Scotland

The long skies of Scotland,
Kaleidoscopic
Mixtures of liquid and gas,
Cinematic palettes,
Watercolored squalls
Blowing over, like hearts,
From odious troubles,
Into tartan landscapes,
Highland symmetries
Of epic hills, Monro's
In staggering lines, give
Relief as gorse yellows
Sparkle, and heathers
Define the boundaries,
Of Scottish pride, oh yes
A preserve of esthetics,
Untamed, unclaimed remains,
Half eaten, abandoned
To the wild, centuries of
Warrior blood and thistle.

Psycho Scream 3

A Cimmerian hue overlaps
The thoughts encroaching my psyche
They seem to harvest labyrinthine symmetries
Of which I covet
It matters not the appositeness
The unidentified may bear
For by passages of valor I transcend

Labyrinth

A canary sojourned my garden
the hunger whispering from its eyes
greeting my palm with 
affectionate nibbles of gratitude
whilst circling the symmetries
of my palm
it sprang forth in merriment 
a concluding chirp transpired 
and away it flew

Ambrosial Lights

A prophecy arose
Within the silhouette of dawn
how the hollow skylines pirouette
along fate’s bowels
gliding in smooth succession
Whilst sampling memories
of Japanese cherry blossoms
moths fervently surround
Diverse symmetries 
of porch lights
Reveries

By the Words

Always he was picking up and counting the pins
to distill the essence of rainbows
and find the symmetries of elementary
laws and eating leftover words from the table.

The terrorists had wired his house and he was
not aware of it. The wrinkles on the face
for the bridge destroyed, would not bring
peace within. Times were different, icy and slippery.

He hated only himself for the failure of ships
to sail through the scope of explosions
rage and tears. The madness of unchaste
happenings submerging the cognition.

His tongue was heavy, hands writing the epitaph
on air. The bald eagle scoops a bride,
slices the breasts for the green stigmata
of liberation.						


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