I don't write, I paint myself blind with words...diogenes herded...ignorance...gilded cages...filling up on beauty unleashed...free will's maddening fractures...eyes that need to smell to see...
December 29, 2016
x marks the spot
this is where my treasure slid hid bidding to be part of the rain's dowry
I was once an I am kind of person but then a series of broken hearts
and rejections later has turned me towards a path of curmudgeon-ess
maybe if boiled I'd taste like dungeness crab or blue crab
with onions and potatoes in a spicy lemon roiled
spilled over a long picnic table-covered in
newspaper sewing me me me inside each dream
each breath it seems seams me kite-sides
rudely riding the wind bit and bridle its teeth
to carve me fingers bones
hides tanneries and canneries rows shelves mason jars
catching the Sun when afternoon gets in
and you find yourself remembering what once was
cause and effect affection dereliction of duty subtle assignment of role
needs bleeding as if we
poem and I, were meant
to be lepers with dented cups
jangling for alms
palms the hand knows
sews in again this time silk embroidery
and the tool shed beat downs
I've fought me many times
and will fight again
when it rains
and there is no warm place to begin again
don't you know me by now, universe
I am that old soul that rabbit hole that burl wood box
Pandora kept opening and closing
thinking it was a toy
I am forever testing the resolve of those
who dare love me
and this would set me on course
for a lonely truth filled world
where I wait for the monuments of stone
inside my soul to be ground down
beach combing me at low tides
as the Sun is setting and I am getting off
crawling my broken pieces
trying to figure out
how to feel
art from artifice
what is real
and not so much
an unraveling
of myself
EJR ©
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and my broken pieces
ReplyDeleteremains of a rare gem
that once glistened in sunlight
now, the tide washes particles
out to sea, in the hopes of
finding that treasure chest
of hidden dreams, to once
again feel whole...
ok, not sure where that came...