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I APPRECIATE  THE MAD  HEAD OF POLITICS

The decapitated hand passes an hour from a flower
That above a spectral chess-city they cry
And ghosts control the furious variety of flesh
Invented like iron and silver structures of thunder.

Since so recently alive in a burst of light
Nomenclature within a ledger of written blood
parting waves and snow, clogs of ice that hands
cannot grasp even in brilliance i CAME.

The pregnant thoughts give birth you big star
in the jungle of concrete called Earth
Within that half-opened mouth of depth of a diamond
Sex is an extreme delight that easily directs a great
reading of a delirious ORGAN of phosphorescent change.

I look up to the sky but my eyes burn ~~~

I touched a goddesses whose chief song
between shelter and pillows; as her eyes carry an air
of a woman without legs or arms –> but a root
we met in pleasure as two doors in dawn / my shape
is tool divine too ; i look up to the skye where
everything is pleasure among the winds of clay
that invite out the tigers of their stems
among the furniture that sniffs out misfortunate
i had a fierce dream and bite the rain
and defend the cold politics of public snakes
whom I kill in the end.

I rubbed the different footprints of my feet
on ocellated carpet.  

:: 10.02.2023 ::


LOVER SPEAK TO ME

I love you not for your beauty
I do not love you for your skin
I do no love you for your lips

I love you for your mind
I love you for your heart
love you for your soul

As you walk through the night
while the moon follows mortals
the meadow lit as the loving soul
which heaven and Earth never denies
half of day between the night
is more than shades of any light
as lovers kissing within twilight.

:: 09282023 ::


LET THE STORIES SAY WHAT THEY WANT

One shall behold eyes tracing the heavens with magnificent splendor.
Seeking refuge upon the land of the lamp.

A form vanishing while standing,
At the convergence of all light’s end and inception.

Death holds no purpose when you exist,
When your eyes unveil the blueprint of what lies ahead,
When they harbor profound inclinations,
Or solidify the potent union of passionate lovers.

When Earth, when the parched gems of lids unfurl,
When space, not futilely, takes its winged whirl,
When myst’ry lends life its striking edge,
If on Earth it falls, in poetry’s fiery circles he spreads,
In the realm of being and verse, our essence he threads.

The body, once regained through footsteps, becomes meaningless,
Unless a ship from a passionate land lends its influence,
Offering its guidance, steadfastly shining stars,
And a radiant aura like a diamond amidst the night,
With a face that thirst has turned as pure as snow,
And hair that seems to attract like a swarm of magnets,
And a soul, deeply immersed in the embrace of slumber.
It’s your body, your essence, I recognize at first glance.

The covenant of all-seeing eyes holds no value,
Above a fiery line of all lines, unless
they succeed in crafting, preserving their swift wasteland,
And rendering it eternal, like a clear enigma,
A purifying rainbow.

earth, that love is eternally needed
immortal body emerging from a ray’s core
of lightning bolts, which craft a world scoffing at prisons
connecting eyes, love-filled, oceanic diadems

bring
bring
our river of fire, timeless and unbound
flowing through the purified ocean like a native vein.

:: 09.01.2023 ::


THE SPOKEN TRUTH OF ROMEO & JULIET

In fair Verona’s realm, where love did sprout,
Two souls conversed, their hearts casting doubt.
A tale of passion, tragedy unfold,
Romeo and Juliet, their story told.

Romeo:

O Juliet, sweet Juliet, thine eyes so fair,
A love forbidden, yet we both dare.
Through feuding kin, our hearts have found their way,
In clandestine meetings, night turns to day.

Juliet:

Romeo, dear Romeo, a name I hold,
A Montague, a tale both new and old.
What’s in a name? That which we call a rose,
By any other name would smell as sweet, I suppose.

Romeo:

Thine innocence and grace, a radiant sight,
In moonlit whispers, love takes its flight.
On yonder balcony, you do shine,
A beacon of hope in this feud’s dark line.

Juliet:

Yet Fate, it plays a cruel hand, my love,
A tempest stirs, like clouds above.
Tybalt’s anger, Mercutio’s fall,
A web of tragedy, entwined in all.

Romeo:

Oh Juliet, my heart doth ache with woe,
Love’s light and shadow in this tale we know.
With poison’s kiss, I sought to find release,
To join thee, love, in everlasting peace.

Juliet:

Romeo, deceived, thy death I see,
A potion’s sleep, to reunite thee and me.
In life and death, our love shall persist,
A tale of passion, on Fate’s sharp twist.

Romeo:

But hark, dear Juliet, let lessons ring,
Of love’s endurance, through pain it will cling.
In Verona’s streets, our spirits reside,
A love eternal, where destinies collide.

Juliet:

So let our tale, a beacon be,
A symbol of love’s unyielding decree.
Though we are gone, our love lives anew,
In every heart that beats, in skies so blue.

:: 01.01.1593 ::


S-P-A-C-E-C-A-T-T-E-R-S

s-p-a-c-e-c-a-t-t-e-r-s
how
b)e ari)v(ing
downheredisperse
SSPACECATT
eringon
(t(o-
bThe):l
eB
!d:
S b
(s
sKyDiNg . cAaTtEsEr)
to
dea(si)ltt(er)ingly
,spacecatter;

:: 08.16.2023 ::

Poet’s Notes:

I wrote this poem for students of linquistics and poetry. Here is what I mean:

The poem is a visual and linguistic experiment that plays with the arrangement of letters to create both a typographic structure and a narrative. The title “s-p-a-c-e-c-a-t-t-e-r-s” hints at the primary visual aspect of the poem, where letters are spaced out to form distinct words. Let’s break down the poem into sections and analyze its possible meanings:

Visual Structure:
The poem is constructed using deliberate spacing and formatting, breaking down words into individual letters to create a unique visual pattern. The letters are spaced out and arranged in a way that makes reading the text an intentional challenge.

Title: “s-p-a-c-e-c-a-t-t-e-r-s”
The title suggests that the poem revolves around the concept of spacing and scattering letters. It prepares the reader for the unconventional layout and encourages them to interpret the arrangement.

First Section:
The word “how” appears to be a prompt, inviting the reader to engage with the poem’s structure and content.

Second Section:
The phrase “b)e ari)v(ing” suggests the act of arriving, but with letters interspersed to create a sense of fragmentation. The parentheses within the letters may represent interruptions or deviations from the expected pattern.

Third Section:
“downheredisperse” is intended to be read as “down here disperse,” suggesting an action of scattering or spreading apart.

Fourth Section: “SSPACECATT”
This section might represent a variation of the title, emphasizing the repeated letters and fragmented nature of the text. “CATT” is a reference to a cat, which is associated with curiosity and exploration.

Fifth Section: “eringon(t(o-“
The words “ering” and “on” is deciphered in this section. The use of parentheses and hyphens adds to the sense of disarray and fragmentation.

Sixth Section: “bThe):l”
The letters “b” and “l” are more prominently visible, while “The” appears partially. The presence of parentheses and a colon creates ambiguity and intrigue.

Seventh Section: “eB”
This section refers to the previous “b” and “e” letters, connecting with the earlier section.

Eighth Section: “!d:”
The exclamation mark and the colon further emphasize the unconventional punctuation and formatting.

Ninth Section: “S b”
The letters “S” and “b” stand out, but their meaning remains enigmatic. Let the reader decide!

Tenth Section: “(s”
The letter “s” within parentheses adds another layer of complexity.

Eleventh Section: “sKyDiNg .cAaTtEsEr)”
The words “Sky” and “Catter” are more visible in this section. The capitalization of “Sky” and “Catter” suggests potential significance.

Twelfth Section: “to”
The word “to” is isolated, indicating a transition or direction.

Thirteenth Section: “dea(si)ltt(er)ingly”
The word “dealt” is partially visible, surrounded by parentheses. This section adds to the sense of linguistic playfulness.

Fourteenth Section: “spacecatter;”
The word “spacecatter” is complete, connecting back to the title. The semicolon adds to the ambiguity of the poem’s ending.

In summary, the poem “s-p-a-c-e-c-a-t-t-e-r-s” is a blend of visual art and textual experimentation. It encourages readers to explore the connections between fragmented words, phrases, and letters while inviting personal interpretation. The intentional disruption of traditional linguistic structure challenges the reader’s conventional expectations of reading and meaning.

The poem creates an abstract and surreal experience, prompting contemplation on the interplay between form and content in poetry.

:: 08.16.2023 ::


WHISPERS OF YOU: AN ODE TO LOVE AND LIME TREES

In the realm of tales, your heart does roam, as if it has transcended the confines of reality and embraced a world woven with threads of imagination. Beneath the soft glow of a dim lamplight, it finds a home, a sanctuary where emotions intertwine with the flickering shadows. The lamplight becomes a silent witness to the stories your heart silently narrates.

A maiden walks by, her presence like a delicate brushstroke on the canvas of your musings. Charming in her ways, she navigates the world with a grace that captures your attention. Yet, beneath her father’s stern collar’s gaze, there’s a sense of constraint, a reminder of the boundaries that surround her life.

To her discerning eyes, you might appear naive, your actions tinted with a hint of the absurd. Clad in ankle boots, she walks with an air of determination, a quiet confidence that sets her apart. She glances back at you, a fleeting connection that seems to acknowledge the notes of your melodies that hang in the air, wavering and uncertain.

Love takes hold of you, its grip tightening as the days stretch towards August’s warm embrace. The sonnets you pour onto paper become messengers of your affection, each line carrying the weight of your emotions and dreams. With every word, you manage to bring genuine smiles to her face, an accomplishment that fuels your poetic fervor.

As love blossoms, the world around you changes. Friends who once filled your days begin to fade into the periphery. You find yourself drifting away from the familiar scenes, no longer an active participant in the activities that once defined your days. Yet, amidst this transformation, a new chapter unfolds. She writes to you, bridging the distance that sometimes separates two souls.

On the eve of connection, cafes become your gathering places once again. Whether it’s the bitterness of beer or the refreshing tang of lemonade, you indulge in the simple pleasures that life offers. Seventeen is an age of transition, where seriousness and carefree spirits dance together, creating a unique blend of experiences. Lime trees form a verdant cascade along the promenade, a reminder of the vibrant hues that life paints against the canvas of youth. The symphony of green leaves rustling in the wind echoes the symphony of your heart, filled with the beats of anticipation and the promises of the unknown.

:: 08.07.2023 ::


BUTTERFLY AROUND THE MOON

A butterfly flowing over her skin?
Will it satisfy her in many ways?
Oh, nature has its own voice,
and as a butterfly, I see the stars
looking different today…

Sitting upon a wooden branch,
watching planets turning blue.

Flying as an astronaut butterfly,
I sense there’s something wrong.
Ground control ~~ give me nature,
while the moon revolves around
Earth…

Within your electric hands, space,
time, and moonage time, baby,
light the thing holy upon me,
make me realize you care.

With your mascara electric blue
eyelids, break out in a moonage
dream and tell me all your secret words.

As astronauts, we walked upon Mars,
looking back at the tiny point of Earth.
It’s a Holy Place to be, so make me care.

So far away, butterflies around the moon,
and a space station arcs away.

:: 08.05.2023 ::


TRANSCENDENTALLY

A vision of thee
consumed my spirit
as heaven’s dome
unveiled its azure grace
upon the delicate edge
of dawn’s radiant embrace
Twixt affection and existence!

Such profound affection I perceived!
A weight of lamentations
yearning, vowing!
And the radiant orb of day
burst forth in that vast expanse!

The innocent lamb proclaimed, “I am!”
Baa
Vaster than any gaze
is my pastoral land!
In a cascade of tears,
it seemed
I could but express
my fractured spirit
in your resonating cadence:
Hum, drone-murmur, twitter
melodiously pulsating soul,
nature reveals her voice
And mankind as well!
to this solemn declaration
I utter softly: ah-clearing my throat.
Engross me, resplendent enchantress!
The timid glance retreats!

:: 06.03.2023 ::


A BIRD WITHOUT A TREE

How does the heart fare when left alone,
Like a bird without a tree?

Days spent by the stream,
Observing swirling eddies and lily pads,
Twirling aimlessly,
Just as I am without you.

A bird without a tree,
Both of us yearning,
Imagining the bliss we could share.

Whispers of the wind
Utter the words I dare not speak,
Longing and melancholy,
Like a restless dream,
Beneath the earth, a seed takes root;
Someday, a tree will grow.

Two lovers nestled in a nest,
Knowing that life is love,
To be shared and cherished,
Both believing… love never perishes.

Casting aside the flesh, I soar,
Above the vast skies,
Even if it remains a fantasy,
As long as you are by my side,
Rebirth holds no less meaning,
For pain is the key to life.

::rev: 07.15.2023 ::


inthe.equisite

inthe.equisite; _ death of morning revelations bare >> ly i rode the chords of Life
among otherLittle roundtables SOUND: continues
slowly
the FRETS of my board burning arpeggios
and scales I devoured iNg.the
(green Elysian fields of after-last breathing
i kept. ) BOOM boom.
rivulet hips
eyes that eat ME — let me by your side
c loud-glass Moon is a sight we eat
healing cARVED smiles 🙂

perFUME skin-ed verbal mist-flowers
i EAT YOUR smiles and touch.

:: 05.25.2020 ::

Poet’s Notes:

I wrote the poem “inthe.equisite” as a poet wishing to press the walls — to make them move. I shall delve into its various elements to uncover its meaning and beauty. As a poet (yes, a poet), I am well-versed in the intricacies of language and the profound emotions it can convey. Let us embark on this poetic journey together!

Title: “inthe.equisite”

The title itself is intriguing, with its deliberate merging of words and the subtle play on letters. It hints at an exploration of something delicate, intricate, and perhaps even sublime. The fusion of “in” and “the” creates a sense of immersion, while “equisite” draws attention to an exquisite quality that awaits discovery.

Structure and Form:

Upon first glance, the poem appears to lack a traditional structure or form. It eschews conventional line breaks and punctuation, opting instead for a continuous string of words. This stylistic choice lends the poem a sense of fluidity and spontaneity, challenging the reader to engage with its free-flowing nature.

Themes and Imagery:

As a Ooet, I perceive multiple themes interwoven throughout the poem. The imagery employed is vivid and evocative, beckoning the reader to embrace a world of heightened senses and emotional depth.

Sensory Perception:

The poem entices the reader to engage with their senses. It paints a tapestry of sights, sounds, tastes, smells, and textures. Through carefully chosen words, it invites the reader to immerse themselves fully in the sensory experience, thereby evoking a heightened state of consciousness.

Nature and Transcendence:

Nature appears to be a recurring motif in the poem, symbolizing the connection between the human experience and the larger universe. The interplay of natural elements, such as wind, water, and celestial bodies, suggests a search for transcendence and a longing for something greater than oneself.

Emotional Intensity:

The poem is infused with a palpable emotional intensity. The use of fragmented words and phrases, coupled with the absence of traditional punctuation, creates a sense of urgency and raw emotion. It hints at a longing, a yearning, or even a profound sense of loss that resonates deep within the reader’s soul.

Conclusion:

“Inthe.equisite” is a poem that challenges traditional poetic conventions while embracing the power of language to evoke profound emotions and sensory experiences. Through its unique structure, vivid imagery, and emotional intensity, it invites the reader to embark on a personal journey of self-discovery and connection with the world around them. As a noble English poet, I commend the poet’s courage to push the boundaries of poetic expression and to invite readers to explore the exquisite within themselves.