shifting with the winds

when he summoned the ghostshe never expected to find his own mother in that mist of shadows shifting with the wind which came out of nowhere. he reached out, shaking as he silently cried, to embrace that ghost, but he found no flesh nor blood nor bone, ‘closing his eyes he swam back in timeand reached his homein his mind, he saw his [...]

glittering gloom

on a gloomy and windy dayI need an apprentice(for what you may ask)someone has topaint stars in to the gloom, fill it with glitters;rewind the windto let it flow aboveso as to reach the skyand make it peerless “I will towel the ground,let that stranger watch me,little knowing he is my apprentice”

inferno

I was calmamidst the hissing sound“pardon me,” said Tom T. Urkee,my nearest neighbor,“I could only save this journal.”“thanks, that is all I need,”I said.

claustrophobia

the train enters that tunnelI expect it to grab memy ears ring with muffled sound in dimmed lightshadows become apparitions whenthe train enters that tunnel coldness seeps into meinaudible movement scares meI expect it to grab me daylight becomes nighteach sound resonatesmy ears ring with muffled sound~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A Cascade Poem is like this:1st Stanza: line [...]

intriguing walls

at midnight, I heara latch fall openin an attic closet, and thena profound silence dark stucco of low cloudsclutch the sky a branch falls into the street. a snail travels up a tree-a long happy journey.a little water drips with delight from a tap in the park nearby I look at the changing walls stories hidden [...]

foregone and forgotten

night hour makes a mockeryof forgotten wisdomresident death within lifeis an ancient inevitability(we forget that in the quest of immortality)I pour divine wineinto a receptacle of floating wavesknow this…. In my younger and more vulnerable yearsI also gave my bloodwhich mingled with the earth “violet of violence somehow fills the void”

echoing parenthesis

parenthesis meets its matchin apostropheI listen to echoes.  after a drab October, the early November sunshine cast golden rays on comma another absurdity

echoed sky

grey pearls;unevenly huedun-roundedhold my ethnic pendant;the monkey God sleeps serenelywhen he awakeshe will fly through the thick cloudspluck through the echoed air-get me the scented sky I will cherish it, also the blue backgroundto show the true me to myself  “totally absurd ideas suddenly make sense”

electronically yours

tiny electrons,arrayed into words- jump into my page I play around with themthe fire reaches outmelting me immediately a seed, fruitionat its fringe-is a gesture no more inside walls of my skulltackle a patchy tattoomyriads of treasure “tiny electrons enthrall me, always” 

certainity of the uncertainity

I see the remains in the aftermath of the eventshe was but all limbs behind the yellow track. no, stop no passengers they are travelling  with uncertainty, different entities, varied needs  related to each other by motion. coming back to these remains, I look again disjointly thinking that it guarantees to bequeath sight to someone unknown. “death, despite its [...]