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HOW: The tall tale of Bright Water, her snake and a pear. Or WHY: I walked into the ocean.
How could I ever let go of you
You drive the machine I call body
Tissue ages
Hyaline wears
Pearly whites yellow
Fiber decays
Fabric tears
OH I hope you won't leave me
Orange leaves clinging
A dry branch lightly swinging
Departing is not easy!
OH you. And I sigh this, "Oh you". Head cocked, chin on hand,
stars in eyes, sun in hand.
You are EXACTLY a tiny me.
Only secretly holy, floating eloquently
I am not me, I'm a body
You are me actively
Control panel, Capacitor
WiFi Headphone ambassador
Electronic high definition video surveillance system scanner
Thank you, for directing me with such tactful manner
A pinch in a pitt, a swell in the lining
Hidden treasure risorgimento
Unicorn Eulogies, No hay silencio
Chirping lyrics on beats spun by the edible boy with a scar on his back
Persevere through attacks after lunch or a snack
What was I thinking!?
Why would I/you wish for you/me to stay stuck in the dark over being set free
The needle on E
The hinges all rusted
Such stimulation, to reside in Kubota kaput, even jewel encrusted
Olfactor those factories..
I mean smell the pollution
Lipgloss smacking profound explanations
Meandering circles in Heritage Square
Well lit for the audience
Play at elegant care
What's to miss?
Watching real world gone wild
Wine coolers and moans
Clap for bird killing furballs with plastic rhinestones
Adorable jingle, aluminum bell, it tickles to hear
Declawed carbon footprints, a half ton per year
What's to miss?
Canned laughter
Fixed game shows and "FACTS"
Streaming nonsense
Concoctions, swayed debates on nic nacs
Perceptions in blinders
By rainbows and trainwrecks,
Paraphrased slight of hand from Guevara and 2MEX
I am sorry,
but have to break up with you/me
It isn't you/me. It's me.
I can't ask you to stay
No
I urge you to leave
Microwavable glutimate, single serving of cheese
Enough for this lifetime, circus elephant on trapese
Decorated by default with such frivolous things
When cardiac flatlines
Don't you wait to find wings
A leaf in the fall, is not meant to see the spring.
I have read all of your poems and there is great work here!
I have to say they are remarkable in simplicity, until they become a true marvel of complexity... they are the duality of essence... and for me poetry is the essence. The estimable works of universal truths, I began to wonder if all the poets feel the swirl of a burning to construct in the theory of decay.
You just expose it in ways that remind me of the beat poets. You scribe conditions, which I believe exist then immediately pass to "the way it ought to be," a slim, hopeful proposition for consciousness. Through your work, I am reminded of a Yeats' quote,” If suffering brings wisdom, I would wish to be less wise.”
In today's world, we use self-deception all simulated in an abortive way of life, where we readily entrust ourselves as masters. Moreover, laughably we believe that we are Masters of everything else in the Universe.
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
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well,
you gave me a lot ponder, eloquent hmm... by the way thanks for the compliment. I don’t think that I am a very good poet. I know that I love to write poetry. It is my alter ego. I am a blue-collar guy, I work in as a chemical compounder, the only thing worse than the smells are the ever present clouds of testosterone. Put 30 some odd men ( and some of them are really odd ha ha.) in the same place at the same time. It is volatile to say the least. I digress. I think as writers, poets, entertainers and thinkers, we should strive down a path that vividly expresses our feelings, our passions. If that passes for my eloquence, so be it. All of those parts of the daily grind our pain, fears, hopes, dreams, fantasies our humor, especially our humor it is our little slice of life. And Keats what a genius. You are right we can let events mold us, the things that life throws at us, but we choose the intensity of definition not the event. Unless, of course it is finality, then it is a conclusion of events. And decisions well, I usually make the right decision, it comes with being old, making the wrong decision is very tiring. Whew, getting deep here, don’t mean to ramble. Finally, what recent works has a very abrupt presentation of passion that took you off guard?
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
I love this. Very well
I love this. Very well written and evocative
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You got to hang like the orange leaves clinging a dry branch lightly swinging without letting yourself down.
The line that I like most is 'A leaf in the fall, is not meant to see spring'. Great write!
Ben