Observation of an astral transition [Day 8]
Observation of an astral transition
original poetry & improvised music
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Observation of an astral transition
Ever closer to veiled absorption
—This majesty of the pristine &
The artificial conjoined priming
The slumbrous leap into the surreal—
I am the I that watches itelf melt.
Self-referential to the point of implosion
Pure entities themselves cannot contain,
Thus, in the tangible they remain not:
Seep through to another container
Through ragged demarcations
Ectoplasmic with
The dignity of
The deathless.
Plucking the lotus from the—
her smile – harsh words – silt – mist – a hum.
ghosting the ambience I construct certainties
I belay myself up the mountain—
this is the water of the river of
the ocean where the lotus grows
here, uncertainties draw me
wireframe – coast – adamantine principle
elegant lave by reverse currents glacial
rewinding through myself to my birth
I am dreamt in a porcelain suspension
I am refractions of a previous
vessel – her smile – soft words
white – red – gold – umber
Deathless—
Diamond feather falling,
Only the motion is visible,
The snow itself burns figures
Like she: a burning figurine &
Angelic ligature – fie on futurity!
That ravages the beautiful.
Entities & monsoon lighting that
Grants uneasy their sinister forms:
Absorption of indigo—take me away.
Elegance & hearts well-armored besieged
A glance – a word – a touch
& the end of a thought like
a midnight lotus
to its roots
recoils.
Quickened, such hours whereupon advances
A synergy of the human & the ordinary:
I am the hypermundane and the
storm of scalding dust, shirked
luminosity of mental parallels,
the correspondences
barely veiled by
self-consciousness
& the residue
of concepts.
Emerging from a veiled absorption—
I am the I that watches itself materialize.
Poetry & music
By @d-pend
3/14/18
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Images by
Katdesignstudio
.1 — "Pulse"
2 — "Verdant"
3 — "Reflection"
Notes
Hey everyone! It's been a while since I added music to these poems, but this piece was somehow calling for background of some sort. The piece explores the transition of the formless into form, and vice versa. It also concerns the transition from the waking state to that of dream. I recorded this improvised background music using a flute patch on my Yamaha Montage in A = 432 hz and Kirnberger temperament of the Key of C after writing and reciting the poem. I hope you enjoy this piece! Feel free to stream it or download it from @dsound.
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I was inspired by your creativity, Daniel, and something poetic was born under my pen-))
it's the best way of contacting people when you can know something new and get inspiration for something
You and @rusty-jernigan are my main inspiration of steemit. Poetry is tested already, the question is when I finally make some music-)
https://steemit.com/dsound/@taliakerch/20180315t220057998z-silence-original-poetry
hope you don't mind I have mentioned you
I think this is one of your best poems ever @d-pend. There is so much going on. It answers everything and gives no answer.
goes directly to
The lotus flower is found all over the Buddhist Temple behind our house. It grows in muddy waters but brings a bloom of extraordinary grace. I hope that our movement to write poems everyday may be like this lotus.
Finally this line:
Leads up to an incredible moment of self reflection.
It made me think of an old poem I read from Richard Brautigan written in 1974:
Wow beautiful poetry @d-pend
Wonderful imagery - really very good. This section in particular spoke to me:
rewinding through myself to my birth
I am dreamt in a porcelain suspension
I am refractions of a previous
vessel – her smile – soft words
white – red – gold – umber
Such a transient and unbounded perspective on the self.
On a technical note the indentation also works wonders and is something I had hoped to do when posting my poetry on here, but thought it impossible with the markdown editor. Looks like I'm going to have to do some more tinkering in the future. Many thanks.
beautiful poetry, promoting it on twitter and discord
Damn that is great till now this is my favourite of them all beautifully written
extraordinary poetry sister @d-pend i have a lot to learn here it seems,
so comfortable the language flows, forming a beautifully meaningful temple stanza,
bringing love, hope, advice, warning, and even educational emphasis. indeed poetry is the right way to express a beautiful opinion without friction. thanks for the spirit this morning @d-pend
The style of your writing is nice one. You always dare to experiment with styles to produce something new every day.
I wonderful piece delving into self awareness and discovering, in a way,how we only ever symbolize ourselves. I like the way you told two stories, allowing one to disjoin the other and then bring it together again.
beautiful words and it describe the emotions attached to it :)