I make the grocery list....
sometimes I think it's to remind me
I'm still alive, the quiet of alone
can be more deafening some days
than the rock in the boom box,
and it would be so easy to disappear,
downshift the gears into a cloud of Coltrane
molecules reorganized into droplets
of saxophone that float out the open window
over the teal lake where geese might not even
turn their heads as your spirit soars the timeless
summer air, and that's the way you like it
a fly on the wall of imagination, a voyeur
of ancient truths not seen with human eyes
stuck in the apathy of the ad-laden-neo-permaculture,
you thank Captain Kirk's bravery, marvel at what
it must have been like, entering the dis-integrator/ integrator
that very first time, you mind-meld with your personal yearning,
the bottomless yen to step inside the machine
1.flour
2. milk
3. butter
4. blueberries
been thinking about pancakes and deliverance
fantasy pancakes
fantasy pancakes
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
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Re: fantasy pancakes

Expressive----not going to quote because I'd be copying the whole poem. Some great/beautiful/fantastic/you-hit-the-center-of-the-target lines in this.
and it would be so easy to disappear,
downshift the gears into a cloud of Coltrane
molecules reorganized into droplets
of saxophone that float out the open window
over the teal lake where geese might not even
turn their heads as your spirit soars the timeless
summer air, and that's the way you like it
a fly on the wall of imagination,
Many poets will be envious of you when they read the poetry that you have written.
The Irish Sea Is Always In Turmoil, Even When Calm.
Re: fantasy pancakes
thanx for the kind words irish dan....appreciated ....
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
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Re: fantasy pancakes
I know about the deafening silence. I am alone here and more often than not the rock of the boom box overcomes the deafening silence. Especially when pain in my heart grows to anger and then to the emotion of feeling the worthlessness of my own.
And above me the stars align
But not yet with my own
And the night birds sing
Whilst the demon haunts this restless soul.
Jessica Taylor
But not yet with my own
And the night birds sing
Whilst the demon haunts this restless soul.
Jessica Taylor
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