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even a pencil has fear to
do the posed body luckily made
a pen is dreadfully afraid
of her of this of the smile’s two
eyes….too, since the world’s but
a piece of eminent fragility.
Well and when—Does susceptibility
imply perspicuity,or?
                          shut
up.
        Seeing
                  seeing her is not
to something or to nothing as much as
being by her seen, which has got
nothing on something as i think

,did you ever hear a jazz
Band?

        or unnoise men don’t make soup who drink.
Nora Mar 2017
Clarity crashes --
A car wreck clears her conscience
Conflicted, careless girl.
insp. by daisy kenyon (1947)
PrttyBrd May 2010
Tracing the thoughts with a fingertip
Lining the clouds with silver
Present feelings from past mistakes
Proof that change is good
Perspicuity from a lazy dream
Thoughts like jumping beans
Bouncing off of shady corners
Waking what lies in quiescence
Scratching light into the darkness
With a stretch and a yawn
Folding what was into what is
Forming what will be
Examining the accuracy.
Exploring the brightness.
Hunting for certainty.
Inquiring the directness.
Inspecting the lucidity.
Investigating the precision.
Pursuing purity.
On a quest for simplicity.
Researching transparency.
Chasing articulateness.
Frisking comprehensibility.
Going over conspicuousness.
Inquesting a definition.
Rummaging for distinctness.
Scrutinizing the evidence.
Shaking down the exactitude.
On an expedition for explicitness.
Working the legs towards intelligibility.
A perquisition for legibility.
A wild-goose chase for limpidity.
A witch hunt for obviousness.
Interrogating openness.
Probing the palpability.
Prosecuting the penetrability.
Racing perceptibility.
Raiding perspicuity.
Coursing the plainness.
Following the prominence.
Hounding the salience.
Meddling in the tangibility.
Prying into the unambiguity.
Reconnaissance in the cognizability.
Seeking decipherability.
Snooping for explicability.
Sporting limpidness.
On a steeplechase for manifestness.
Studying the overness.
Tracing unmistakability.
PK Wakefield Apr 2010
eye's
dripping
i's
pale skin
over
blue snakes
writhing
with perspicuity
beneath translucence

beat
beat
beat
heart

i only
imagine
it
beat
beat
beat-

ing
in my
head
(her)
in my bed
renseksderf Nov 2023
Hello
PeOple of the once
EThereal metamoRph
Your moment has now
arrived; PERiwinkle
adornments on your
china on display,
SPecific to table placements
ICarian silhouettes on
placemats, UnIcorn-lined
doilies in conTrast Yell
out: 'perspicacity.'
Your aid and companionability
see us through it all.
published elsewhere in 2020
Nationwide Insurance twas on my side yay
cuz, earlier this July forth
     two thousand eighteen ja way
windows closed, doors locked, and

     car keys visibly splayed
     on driver seat oye vay
feel free to call me a horse's *** today
utter anxiety compounded,

     plus unable to locate master key,
     thence fodder for poem and more to say
rifling thru boxes without success,
     an impulse arose to call road

     upon learning policy
     doth include locksmith service,
     ah felt less doggone snappish,
     and uttered hoo ray

though modest aye,
     congratulated awesome,
     fulsome, and handsome
     self on quick thinking,

and automatically became less tiresome
     pondering for no particular rhyme nor reason
     (as a getaway) Panama or Paraguay
then immediate decided,

     sans ditto explanation,
     but no how and nay
yet honest to dog suddenly felt
     like a young lovestruck lad

     during month of May
and without further delay
a compulsion arose
to putter along, though

     momentarily gazing heavenward
     and counting (just beak caws)
     glistening black crows
plus painfully aware

     a spike in recurrent
     "senior" moment of forgetfulness grows,
thus starkly aware significant rustiness
     increasingly, frightfully,

     and chokingly coats
     lix spit tillage harrows
resuming schlepping dishabille
     crotchety bedeviled aching

     body electric irksome
with fringe benefit (such as
     momentary lapse of reason)
     quite aware mettlesome

ness of youth nonrefundable,
     non-reliable, and non-retrievable,
     and guaranteed continued
     pricking, viz nettlesome

degenerating aging telomeres,
     sensate perspicuity, and oxysomes
leaving a once robust person some
what discombobulated
     and easily toilsome.
unseen prophets providing perspicuity...,

Who commune with yours truly
within state of mind between
sleep and wakefulness
methinks disembodied spirits
infiltrate mine consciousness
while suspended within trance.

Meditation invokes light hypnosis
gently beckoning me to surrender self
fearlessness disappears relinquishing
clutched grip upon ethereal essence
without substance, I wonder
how emotions, ideas, longings...

can weigh so oppressively
as if such elusive thought processes
(however they become manifest
spontaneously crowdsourcing then...
just as quickly re: blink of eye
irretrievably lost in space (mind)

farther than outer limits of twilight zone
realizing futility to conjure them back
synonymous when this (hymn) mortal
male i.e. contemplative,
intuitive, ruminative...
nonetheless unable to recall revelatory

insight...,and/or when steeped deeply
within sleep (ah...such dynamic,
magnificent, vivid...dreams) more so
pronounced since relying to function
almost half dozen medications
(to mitigate predisposition wrought

courtesy of anxiety,
ocd, panic attacks..),
yet upon opening
(even without disruption)
access to such excellent
personal profundity...slightly biased

denied, analogous to
steel door shutting tight
with nary an iota remembered
to self interpret what subconscious
exposure means, a motherlode
rich with material

to write poetry or prose
tis quite bothersome
this sudden disappearance
evocations vanishes without a trace
aware no intense concentration
will jog abundant cerebral activity

forever out of reach
Argh...such evocative manifestations
serve as private cable channel
obvious drawback reruns
cannot be rebroadcast
aware (of course) nobody boot me

agog with exhilaration,
fascination, galvanization...
to plumb depths into world
I will never fathom
further than 20,000
leagues under the sea.
Dr Peter Lim Mar 2021
My priority should be to look into myself first

  before venturing to look at others.  I am not talking of being selfish here but about awareness of my own self. Then perhaps I can make sense of the turmoil, conflict, the confusion and restlessness of the outside world.  If life were a vehicle,  I should know at least the basic functioning of each part so that when it (the vehicle) is not working, I can at least pinpoint where the malfunctioning is coming from-

and, by analogy, the tools available to me in life are my perceptions, my insight, my experiences and perspicuity.  

No machine, no computer, no known device is as complex as the human brain and mind--the epicentre of all our thinking, our feelings and emotions, our consciousness and our being as an individual.



If I were fortunate enough,  I might be able to put the scattered
jigsaw pieces in their proper order ---a formidable task indeed as this calls for the utmost patience, perseverance. and circumspection. This will be my starting point--to put myself in proper order so that I will be more prepared for the outside world, to respond to it efficiently and intelligently and to know how I can best fit in.
cinnamongirl Dec 2024
And yet again I was a lone tree
standing with all the other’s eyes on me
When will the day be when somebody finally follows
Maybe it’ll be tomorrow

Summer left then Fall came
The other’s leaves fell from their frames
But I who rendered lonely,
My leaves stayed loyal

Fall left then Winter came
All I could feel was the coldness of Maine
Snow fell on those without amnesty
But I stayed composed with beauty

Winter left then Spring came
Flowers surround my way
While the others are growing back their jewelry,
I stay the same already filled with perspicuity

A full loop and no one ever followed
Not even with the promise of tomorrow
But the feeling of loneliness never bothered me
For I remain beautiful, while the others decay periodically
A citizen can't *** (or micturate ) his way to the top (or apex), nor **** his way up (north) from the bottom (south) without making a mess. When your restaurant turns Mexican (or greaser) don't blame the Italians (or guineas, or greasers) as their bend (or perspicuity) is sound hedging what doesn't entail (or necessitate) curtailing the issuance of fiat (or devoid of intrinsic value) currency in crusades (or campaigns) financial (or economical).

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