.
grinding the gregarious gluttony of a guilty gibbon into
girdling gravels of a giving glimmer
d i s s o l v i n g
or perhaps
d i s s o l v i n g
or perhaps
fffffffllllllloooooooaaaaaaatttttttiiiiiiinnnnnnnggggggg
in the medium
of the murmuring moments
one of a hunderd
diluting the delusion
succussing the singing whole
one of a hundred
diluting the illusion
succussing the sorely serene role
one of a hundred
diluting the fusion
succussing the succumbed senses of a soul
diluting as deep as you are ready to dig
and succussing as high as you want to fly
from the coat into the core
passing through the gate of avogadro's limit
visiting the vintage of an invisible essence
.
in the medium
of the murmuring moments
one of a hunderd
diluting the delusion
succussing the singing whole
one of a hundred
diluting the illusion
succussing the sorely serene role
one of a hundred
diluting the fusion
succussing the succumbed senses of a soul
diluting as deep as you are ready to dig
and succussing as high as you want to fly
from the coat into the core
passing through the gate of avogadro's limit
visiting the vintage of an invisible essence
.
13 comments:
I had never heard of the word succussing so guess what? you taught me a new word today.
and aah the alliteration! super!
I could not understand the poem since i got stuck at the gibbon's image but scatter-ism is really cool!
This is excellent! You are good. I floated around in the poem, feeling at home so to speak.
Amazingly awesome alliteration as an antecedent.
Cool. I am amazed by your ability to make your words fly, sail, float. The crow seems to be near the lines, as a trickster. Wonderful!
This makes me want to dilute deep and succuss high, to get to that core :). You capture the essence beautifully.
lovely sound and sweep.
thanks a lot my dear friends for leaving your reflections and your encouraging words... they mean a lot to me... every one of them...
not bad to mention that this post was inspired by the way a homeopathic remedy is prepared...
may you always be in flight with the essence!
I really like visuals; a flowing poem.
thanks Ande...
everything escapes me... that's why i like flowing...
:)
This is brilliant. I love this poem.
thanks a lot Tom... for reading and leaving this encouraging comment... means a lot to me...
I would LOVE to see this performed. It's still dancing in my head.
Claude...
your words filled me with content and joy... as i feel i've been able to illustrate a bit of that cosmic dance... the only dance there is...
thanks
and
much love
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