Extempored Etiquettes
Elaborated conversations of old
Mildly in motion
of words to express
Synesthetic syncopations
silenced inner egos.
Naived out soul
Anticipates long enough
for a change to show-up
As Clouds faded
and day showed up
Life whispers a note
Of Now
Categories:
synesthetic, addiction, art, beauty, career,
Form: Free verse
and then there came upon him
a certain nothingness
sadness and anhedonia have taken over
the latter sounding so godly in vain
the blues have become
a dirty synesthetic cacophonia
with emptiness screaming
a gut wrenching noise
a dagger of unkindness
balances at the fulcrum
the jester in him calls upon crisis
as a turning point
to what and to where
and yet he is privileged
when the numbness recedes
for glimpses of moments
as he looks into the bright lights
of an oncoming train
of thoughts feelings emotion
as he settles for another sleepless night
08th June 2023
Categories:
synesthetic, confusion,
Form: Free verse
The sounds of words can shake the skies
or cut an ego down to size,
when knowing sages have their say
of fitting words to seize the day,
conveying wisdom from the wise.
An avid versifier tries
through orphic craft to harmonize
with sense and lyric overlay
the sounds of words.
From inner cosmos may arise
the wordless visions word defies
that seek to find a worded way
with synesthetic interplay,
and thus in poem crystallize
the sounds of words.
~ Harley White
Categories:
synesthetic, creation, devotion, imagination, poetry,
Form: Rondeau
There was once a Dragon in my mind,
soaring her levy through it's eerie wind.
On water's dipole and Tau's ring of Pi,
she coiled her tail around my axis of pride.
The invisible Dragon with a lustrous hide;
elating the ego in synesthetic stride.
Preying on the petty with adamant jowls.
Her eyes are red ablaze with amour, rage, and self-acknowledgement.
She kisses my thoughts with her rhythmic muse,
ambient qualia ensues.
She carries my soul with her amable claws.
A story is told through standard candle trails;
worshiped in a celestine shrine.
Lights known to wake the vale of men to the advected advent of love.
Her long tangled body swims through space in a propagating line.
Anharmonic; her tail points in its own direction,
spanning the enigmatic vector of time.
Categories:
synesthetic, analogy, animal, blessing, god,
Form: Free verse