Creature On My Roof
There is a bird on my roof, claw digging winged argonaut, stratosphere jumper of anxious pecking disorder, and the squish trade is that of minimized reluctance to acquire a taste for the jabberwocking cacophonous meandering of my synaptic occupant – my stilt loft brain. Have I concealed my depth in lack of care for integral […]
The Smile of the Sandman
Watching snow melt, examined as metaphor in all context related circulations of quasi sub extractions of explanative conjecture, aires the dominion of the seeker of Solomon’s refractive insight to a wisp of a straw on a weary stone. The watercress of knowing is to internalize my subjective affirmatives, deriding those instincts to teach the so […]
Emptiness of Shallow Intemperance
The wind is slammin’ my trailer, that eerie howl echos across the lake, and there’s no one, not a soul, not even a bug, to look to and divy the fear. I dig myself into the rafters of that low ceiling of mirthless clementine reluctance to cave to the beast, and faith is the emptiness […]
‘Remove My Feathers of Dampened Flight’
I fear I’ll have to quarter the dime to save my sharecropper’s Rembrandt exile, remind my soles to chirp the gravel, drag not an empty ounce further till the severer of heads removes mine and places it on the mast of a juniper ship, bound for Ignominy, the land of impoverished pursuits. Wealth in the […]
Imminent Being
November 28 2016 Look into the eyes of what could have been and see the callous disregard of long lost cities enveloped by infinite translucent shores glistening in ephemeral emptiness. Then turn your gaze upon the vast horizons of worlds to come and universes beyond expectation and false hope. Now, transcend above the opaque beauty […]
Skies of Requiem
Transient peace, of a quality of mercy, pervades my prevalence of duty, or requiem, commits my subtle being of self naivete to underscored tumult in exacting a true spirit, a “gamblers luck dogma”, that collides with my ration that “I alone” make the high road a veneered stratomaster to heaven’s gate. The farmer of sticks […]
The Now and Then of Forever
The fortunate, swaggering daggers in tenfold cusps of lesser reason than God’s quiet intention, eschew the Shakespearean cult that engages the twisted columbine, resourceful as the serpent’s tongue, to taste the fleck of dust and see, and hear, without remonstrance, seething in transverse beauty, the now and then of forever, far from reach of hand […]
Firefly’s Flicker
Sinz revels in the moss grass thickness of the orchard glen’s sublime antiquity, the cackling of sergeants amuses the general’s restless insight for the time of a firefly’s flicker. –Sinz
I See That Which Is Not
In this prison of time, the executioner waits, the grim peril looms on the killing field, the grass amber red. I think as a short pigeon, and act as a hawk, fidgeting with numbers in the dark hall, peeking in the shadows of senseless motions that dim in sight, only to flash thru my dilemma […]
The Statue
To be of substance, of relative value, concerted as reliable fortune in matters of concern to those whos pretenses follow shallow rivers to murky coves, I relinquish my sword, my valor prevails in my dusty heels, only the flapping linen of my shirttail answers the mad herd. I cannot be overtaken. My stride is resourceful, […]