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Started by judih, January 07, 2006, 01:17:03 AM

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judih

nails broken, reaching the mountaintop
i slide down a waterfall of acrylic words
fast drying, sledding syllables
swishing downhill in beat spontaneity

a cloud bursts alternate harmonies
another key, another throat
empathetic discord, sky-forming habits
haiku bungee, waving hello

living a slice of epicentre
a hint of galactic infinity
a song from a symphony of always
painting the now in tools of forever



judih
jan 7/06

p.s. i'm using a larger size font cause lately my morning eyes are not doing so well and i thought maybe some others round here are like me.

senorsalvia

#1
:shock: ---------  Nailed it ........
Cognitive Liberty:  Think About It!!

cenacle

#2
painting the now in tools of forever
walking history in the palm of this passing hour
loving the weird face whatever the show

time eats breath until we believe deeper...

judih

#3
scratching out a litho memory
as i recall, the future's just a breath away
stranger still, i've known you all along

senorsalvia

#4
awaited moments morph into eons..........  expectancy plays harshly with  the sense of entitlement
Cognitive Liberty:  Think About It!!

Avery L. Breath

#5
counting and sampling flavorite favors
a youthfull smirth, tunes pitch and awe for wavers
a smile can replace past flaws
in the cacophony spinning yarns not yaws

cenacle

#6
the cough-cough-cacophony
what is it but toys on the floor
the babe and the pup know
this one here, that one there
chaos is when lines cross
but with a snort & a laugh

judih

#7
chaos steels itself for disintegration
lower on the right, tilted on the backend
implosion implores voices! Action!
papyrus unravels, words melt
ancient truths re-write modern myths

a mess, a glorified pollock facsimile
a would-be, might have been painter
dissolves in the spirit of now
hiccuping onto the walls of time

my room shreds in wonder

cenacle

#8
what the wonder shred
what the plunders bred

where the dullards led
how their broods did bled
 
who? who? angry king said
you...you...in the dreaming bed