I’ve been transmitting
on the frequency we talked about—
the one braided with microwaves
and half-truths
about entangled minds
and sympathetic resonance.
I figured you’d catch the pulse
once the white noise parted,
once my kettle screamed
or the dog stared too long at a corner
that wasn’t empty.
My mouth even watered
with your name
on the dough's first rise—
I dallied in the kitchen
with a low-stakes ritual,
used gravity to split particles—
you still didn't answer.
Did you notice any of it?
Do earworms still play my advice
like backmasked invocations?
I wouldn't run from a little proof
of your esoterica.
Maybe you’re the kind of quark
who skips the symposiums entirely—
no RSVP, no collision data,
just a shrug in the margins.
Or maybe your reception
requires stranger offerings—
Either way, you should know:
I'm running out of ideas.
Categories:
symposiums, death of a friend,
Form: Free verse
Today, while riding the bus,
I met a rider who's an ambidexter.
He's definitely not a wuss,
& he said he lives in Mt Chester.
Categories:
symposiums, mountains,
Form: Rhyme
Symposiums on religion and redemption,
you try to forge a friendship with me-
And turn to me with wrath when I do not comply.
As if I could forget my former vows;
As if they somehow do not apply.
No, not in your world of purgatory and punishment,
repercussions and demands.
You have no faith in my tomorrow,
but to be fair, I have none for yours.
So I suppose this must draw some conclusions
as to which side of my line you stand.
I am an Angel of mercy;
I am one of forgiveness.
You are a representative of some foreign land;
A place where my kind are strictly forbidden.
So what more foolish notions have you to state;
To bounce against the walls-
Even they cannot hear your losing battle cry.
Categories:
symposiums, imagination,
Form: Free verse
Savoring spiritual symposiums
Guides genius gifted giving
Relinquish requested results relying
Upon universal understanding
Willingly washes whimpering woes
Developing divine direct doing dispositions
Lighting love lamps
Zinging Zen zephyrs...
Categories:
symposiums, happiness, inspirational, peace
Form: Alliteration
Apothegms baroque balcony of marvels....
Fauvisms fallacious face of fate, this faith has somehow now become
But a hiero glyphic stumbling block for many, so it seems to be
A prop upon the stages of these casting calls; their destiny?
Peering beyond this archaically fashioned premordial symposiums veil
Rogues mise en scene spiel prisms of such, mystique tales....
....Sanguine concord hearts, left to unfold!?
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"Jeremiah" ~
Categories:
symposiums, faith, hope, life, love
Form: I do not know?