Monday, April 11, 2011
Patterns
transparent symmetries abound
droplets push rings in water ponds
and ice fractures mosaic bonds
honesty wide open, deep down
cherry trees shooting for the sun
pushing through dirt, jagged roots spun
and the patterns cascade around
bumping, thrashing, sweeping by in
perfect clear tears by violin
there really isn't substance found
in this room of prisms and light
just empty shadows left to fight
nor any magic to propound
want kerchief colorful kerchief
abra kadabra, fill the rift
it's all been spent on common ground
two hands clasp mutual respect
two hearts find a way to connect
time for a fracturing of sound
click click click and i'm almost home
tar paths offered for those that roam
a break from feelings kept in frown
daisies, tall grasses, yes meadows
miniature picket-fenced chateaus
messy sadness pulls round and round
potholes, smog, everything new
piled in ashes wanted by few
can't understand the black dog gown
too tight to remove, suffocates
missing it, i'm allowed, love waits
the heart wants what the heart wants now
beautiful sun rays through arms wrapped
around this troubled soul untapped
and sensibilities are drowned
only wave beats talk pressure pot
da dum da dum da dum is sought
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Wow, you put a lot into this!So much wordplay, and "patterns" in your piece. I like best "the heart wants what the heart wants now". So true.
ReplyDeleteIt gets even better with re-reading. The mark of a fine poem.
ReplyDeletenice...love the beat..some great imagery the tears of a violin...the cherry trees...fun word play...very well done.
ReplyDeleteloved dancing along with these
ReplyDeletewillowy words....or did they sweep
me alongside as I skipped and twirled.
Loved:)
-Jennifer