21 Dec 2007

to Sheila...




the smooth outcast

is whispering

head down


the place of truth whispers

about the truth of place

as it sees it


first

make an account of my syllables

all over the story 's whispering modes


: inference :


a blatant blond unison

unisons me

with force


my story is heavily formatting noises


heresy matter


i am

castaway on a much lower place

for ever practising

emblem noises

11 comments:

crescent said...

Very nice Carmen :-)

Simon

carmen said...

emblem noises...i am such a braggart, simon...lol

thanks :)

crescent said...

it's the transition from poetry to images. Sometimes it feels uncomfortable, other times it works well.

Sheila Murphy said...

Wow - this is lovely, Carmen, and I'm honored and grateful. Thank you!

carmen said...

;) , sheila...
:) , simon...

thanks

Ruela said...

cool.

;)

carmen said...

hi, ruela, i'm sure you refer to the pic...:)
yes, it is cool...the roots are cool...

crescent said...

In warm soil.....

carmen said...

hi, crescent...yes, warm soil...:)

happy new year, simon !!!!!!!!!!!

crescent said...

Thank you Carmen - you have a great New Year :)

oils waxing verbatim, slowly like baying, exacerbator, waning, reform!

carmen said...

are you sure all the above wish items are good, simon ??

thanks, if it is all good, the same to you, too ;)