Lacking in Madness......

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  • Altair
  • Don't read me, I am not that good.......

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A rather quick poem I put together, just another testament to how my mind words at given moments...this is a continuous thought I had which started from the first thought, the first line. Don't try to make sense of it, just absorb what I say, it becomes evident....

Lacking in Madness......

 

I cannot sleep, O' moon your shine so unique
Wind blows in silent stealth bending leaves
what a gesture to my eyes, I follow ocean breezes
Opening my thought, I experience new things.
My sketch book lies puzzled, its face stares at me
rolling is the pencil, what is majestic art?
The wind blows harder, stroking the rock
What an alchemistic notion foreseen in such symbiotes.
Wire to wire the darkness penetrates
Stars are immune to the nature of vision
Deep in the universe I know there are prisms
Give me the gallant truth O' supreme Eros
Just a name allegorical with meager nomenclature
This loneliness of mind I so welcome coveted
Sand breaches my sight, but I don’t want it
The rock, wind bathing in forms of self
The dark, speculates and shares it's wealth
The stars of the distant prism, tales of death
Apollonian steps thus create my breath.
Why speak in such riddles, metamorphic in spite
Light within the tunnel of the ocean is gray
I lay by my soul, Eurydice can you spare me
The pain and anguish of my thoughts so mannish
Banished by Eros, such a cleaver name
My heart pains with sickness, I forsake the shame
That butterfly on my sketchbook spreads it's dust
Camouflaged with potent white brush, I smile
Where have you been in the darkness tonight?
Your flight amazes me, even more your creation
My book is not worthy of your angelic gyration
Travel to your fated mantle of disguised Penelope
Lack of sleep brings madness, I welcome the sanity
The book closes, Sleep has gotten the best of me
In my book lies the caterpillar dawned by my dormancy.

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wamomo commented on Lacking in Madness......

10-22-2010

This is brilliant! What a deeply profound imagination in the maze of your mind! Philosophy, mythology, psychology, and reality...all perfectly intertwined!!! Bravo!

Altair

10/22/2010

Thank you so much momo

Madelynn commented on Lacking in Madness......

05-21-2010

So profound! So deep! -As if we are in your head! That is so cool! You are extrodinairy! A treat for the mind, ever single write!- peace,Maddi

ginga commented on Lacking in Madness......

05-08-2010

Altair, A long night w/o sleep as the phantasm of these verses lay latent, Until daybreak that is. ginga

Rhymer commented on Lacking in Madness......

05-06-2010

What a captivativating metaphoric write you have created. This one held me in awe line after line. 10 from me.

knight4696 commented on Lacking in Madness......

05-05-2010

Altair my friend ... I am at a loss for words. I read this twice before commenting so I could capture the true essence of this mindflow. It does come to a definative conclusion as you state. But the trip to get there is mesmerizing. Another awesome job! :) Ken

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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