Mishmash, immortal (original poetry)
Mishmash, immortal
original poetry & imageswith reading
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Mishmash, immortal
I.
Mashed in reverse, this
Grapevine of the ordinary
Plinks softly the tab on
An aluminum soda can.
Life is awaiting,
Through shimmering grunge,
Its recognition by
Our snowy pine cerebrum.
Homeless gourmet—
—sharp botija scraps
Mangy trebuchets or canines—
—eat at dimestore armageddon raves.
Unruly, bequeathed, educationless, vague,
Sparse wisdom:
dark streams of ink
flowing into the sewer
or upwards into
somone's hearth arisen.
Abandoned, eternal swiftness petrified,
Into this world of frozen light
My words ferment in the sinking shade
Of fright transmuted in
An oaken cask into such a
Dubious brew as this.
II.
Foe, elixir,
Old remedy obstructed,
(Patches to make it new)
Heart of bandages & lost time
That bleeds forgotten songs
Into a canyon—
—over a lake.
Creeps upon, now hill, now mount;
Rockets round atomic to inner space.
What is polite society
but the violent displacement
of dreamers
from their dream?
Conduits of light in leisure,
A comfortable lineage through utopic trials.
Genetic fissure in
the skies of this
world of scintillating
diamond overtaking agony.
Suddenly, there is a rapturous tunnel
Through which the world's eggshell
Turns transparent & one beholds
Adhesion of the lands of dross
To their timeless source.
Written & spoken
By @d-pend
3/6/18
Images createdBy digital manipulation
Of photos taken with iPhone 5.
@d-pend. This is the tapestry of life. I knew you first from the word that came from d-pend. You are not only writing epic poems but taking on the endeavor to educate the world in poetry. Thank you for this poem and for your dream. My dream is a little different but in essence the same. Today I taught 120 sixth grade students. I am "deflated." This teaching is my craft. Anything I write on Steemit or any music I play or poem I write is just a reflection of what is really going on.
I have to admit your esoteric poetry sometimes makes me laugh.
How can someone describe drinking grape soda pop like this:
This! Is! Yet! Another Awesome Poem!! You wrote: "Old remedy obstructed..." @d-pend "That bleeds forgotten songs Into a canyon—....etc." @d-pend...automatically it made me feel that, life itself is like a rubber, (old remedy obstructed) and TIME represents the stretching of such rubber band (metaphorically speaking)...pressures in life, decisions, gains, loses, etc...all represents the RELEASE of such rubber band...soaring into the unknown (that bleeds forgotten songs Into a canyon—) Great Job!!!
Cesar
Your words and their placement is so effective, it gives one the feel she is on an amusement park ride, maybe a roller coaster.
"What is polite society
but the violent displacement
of dreamers
from their dream?
Suddenly, there is a rapturous tunnel
Through which the world's eggshell"
Very powerful and the utmost of craft exhibited. Bravo.
I always look forward to your feedback, thanks @prydefoltz! An amusement park ride... I quite like that :-D
It is quite a think when one can create a sense of movement with poetry:):):)
I really enjoyed this poem. I like your style. The imagery, the word play, the word choice--create a life for the poem to thrive and take flight. Is this about alcohol? The symbolism of alcoholic brews pervades, but I'm not sure if it is a metaphor or an ode. Awe the mystery. Lovin it. 😎
Indeed, even in murkiness and depression, there is a sunrise and a little section of light from the side of window. Your voice is asual serenely.
I couldn't quite relate..
Had to read severally since I could get to play it from dsound.
Deep words, I will kinda need a summary of what made you write this special piece..
Even in darkness and despair, there is a daybreak and a small fragment of light from the corner of window. Steemit provided me with a hope for a better tomorrow with light that we still need to comprehend. Thanks for the thought provoking poem. Very deep indeed.
I am a beast bitch From his collection is wasted Let the bullet penetrate my skin
I am still inflamed crashing.
Individualistic and vitalitas great poet, your work is amazing, I shudder and eager to read it until repeatedly @d-pend
I always wait for your next post, because your post is always a motivation for me. I will always be your loyal followers in every post you @d-pend
I am unable to play this ☹️
Dsound doesnt work many times for me!
Sorry to hear that @himshweta but thanks for trying. I am also having the same problem quite frequently :-/
wow ....very nice poerty