~ Corrosive elevation Metabolic creation At the mouth of cough drop falls Trails of caustic, nomadic influence: Coffee lips Decaffeinated tongue Resealable groove Reusable embryo White hunter Melt snow Hang fire Black crow
Mechanical peak Summit on a stick Chiseled grey The smoke ascending They call "day" Lovely shade of sadness, this Wandering endocarp Hidden in caves, hollows, crags, cellars, and cisterns It came naked From out of the acrid woods And said
Escape from what? The pieces impalpable Once part of thy self, are Nowhere to be found How many times will you try To cope up From some feeling Very profound.
Escape from what? Your own self or the world Is only one force governing you? Or is it dyarchy, through and through! You try to split from the other But it has an embrace Around you With the tightest glue
Escape from what? The happy or the gloom Calm or chaos, You do have a clue Or do you? Is it numb or very eerie Always sad, never cheery?
Escape from what? Reality, harsh and smooth O dear, stay here It is going to be a tough root Though all the impalpable Would unravel Someday on a blue moon!
escape, what, good, bad, unravel, impalpable, blue moon
should we keep escaping? what is your take on this?
Love is but a game of false dice, sweet lies and oaths to tame pretty rebels for astute, overmastering gentlemen - harsh, dishonest and less in love, who loan affection with interest and measure passion like coin recompense.
CH#64 - astute
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of the Day Challenge #64 astute definition: marked by practical hardheaded intelligence
I was reading about Ghislaine Maxwell’s conviction and thinking about Jeffery Epstein-ish kind of men. You know, every “love” poem looks at the “whole” of it from a certain angle on a certain morning *shrug* I’m personally very pro-love, wait.. love ambivalent, no love thirsty - actually love allergic… I can’t decide. No rush =]