the impossible got more so

[revolutionrabbit]

looking for a new way to say no-thing
looking for nothing to say not thing, again
looking for a new way to say the old way
for language to do what it once did akin

speak the impossible nothing it said
in the first moments it stammered
out what sounded mostly like a baby
already held the music of each new cry

i would be a Beaucleric
count the rhythms in names for light
i would hear the call of the birds
that fly through all the words
that were coming into being
as the winged ones fell into flight

i would hear the awakening memory
of those whom once set great store by
the key locals the universe and things once held
would already know and allow for the unraveling
that would turn around once staked earthly position
marked by stone, wind and bone, now by gale poem

[hester_prynne]

"speak the impossible nothing it said"
I really dig that line.....
You've come close here
Transparent in that there are many different ways of reading it.
H

[revolutionrabbit]

coming close, closer
how to say, nothing
and really say, nothing in that only nothing can say

it would be transparent, in its difference

[Arcadia]

i would hear the call of the birds
that fly through all the words

I liked the image!