Indeed, I declare, I have seen God.
However, He emerged and vanished.
I was climbing up the hillock to visit the deity.
Noticed an aged-man with scraggy structure
Sitting cross-legged on the verge
Stretched his dangling frail hand
Seeking alms with slurred voice
I could read the pain behind his sunken eyes.
Instantly offered him what I was holding.
Indeed, I affirm, I saw God in him.
He emerged and vanished.
I climbed down as the purpose was fulfilled.
Thereafter, I went on many a time
Offering many to the gathering there.
Intended to envision Him again but in vain
How could it happen earlier?
I deduced that my first impulse was out of spontaneity
But not unpremeditated
I was amazed at this knowledge that beyond the mind.
However, until what is ingested is processed, I fear I may burn.
ACTIONISTA pollock
no
beginning
with
no end
unpremeditated
continuous
random
expresion
of
the moment
vertica
to
the
horizontal
happenings
as arrested
moments
falling
notions
raining
abstract
visions
Their meeting, first time, was merry.
The flip from her lips, bit airy.
Her drink could sink ships.
She takes sip and quips,
“Would you like to eat my cherry?”
FACES
compelling
features
ageing
into
formal components
of
continuous interest
an
unplanned
unpremeditated
sequence
inventive
& revered
to
capture the soul
images
a
testimony
to mirror
the reflection
setting
apart
sidelong
reactions
to
correlate
the shifts
between
frustrations
& irritations
alongside
the
learned
verbal
& emotional
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
"Tripping the Light Fantastic"
Dance?
She said,
romancing
the lost agenda
You’re so
left
sold
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
“Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!
Bird thou never wert,
That from Heaven, or near it,
Pourest thy full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.”
sold
soled
souled
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