the blank page of esoteria.
Narcissus unfolds his lust
for examination
He wonders why now, he
cannot touch his reflection?
If he reflects his reflection
by a waterless prism
maybe his aforementioned flower
would be more pluckable?
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The camera's eye, the novel
An eye by another's eye
would conquer a whole world of limitations
backed by legislations, the
squeeze and squash could rely
upon an eye for an eye
an automated artist
Spinning fanciful near realities
academic truths
a scuppered soul breathed
into an artificial arene.
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I need a new art movement
Sappho? Morgan?
I feel his armour rushingthrough tangles of trees
I need a new art movementSappho? Morgan?
I feel his armour rushingthrough tangles of trees
(A big pay cheque would
make my poem a film)
Mordred, son of a sorcerer
and sorceress
Maddened by spells and evil.
He rises when the king is
sick and the land is as barren
as artificiality.
Once we have driven for miles,
when due New York weather
in pepper-clouded English skies
we catch the spell of a rainbow
bold, visible yet, quite impossible.
Before the Sun sets deep red
like in oriental skies
our rainbows appear, momentarily
Orange white and green
As if the "yellow brick road"
lead (by some strange apparition)
East, East and further still!
3 comments:
i eye the trees
the little flower withers under my camera's scrutiny
she "mechanizes" touch realities
a Morgan Le Fey malaise touches me
a Morgan Le Fey histoire
rises Morgan
from her half-dead death
i don't feel any real movement before my pluckable eyes
your English rainbows lead my eye to the rushing trees' green camera armour
"As soul the poem needs a road", says i
in my academic examination
the eye wonders it is so tired
for 8bject reflects the movement
and Sappho is plain esoteria
would Sappho make movement ?
she is the blank sorcerer and apparition)rainbow - she is skies in movement creating illicit prisms
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now truth has shifted amongst another layer
We must forget truth that was truth and begin truth that is not truth
and this, for now is truth;
a truth as opaque as realities amongst realities
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