The beauty which lies aback
silent emotions en-vogue
Serenity's glass menagerie
flies past me
to chastise guilt of
that yet come to pass
perhaps emotional rhetoric
lyrical texts dilluted
in depths of sexually-
climactic in a sense
the barren wastes
lost in forlorn
a language buried inside
the minds of the forgotten
Harlots and Junkies alike
of a motherless-
breast fed through
a starving eye
or cloudy day
the rains cease to cease
in any way worded
warding away spirits
with naught but a pen
in which Life's elixir
bleeds shades of hues
to speak nothing
or say everything
in either case
leaves voids inexplicable
and complications unfettered
and brazen horses-
Who is the true Poet
and where does
our Critic seek resolve?
In that of his own words
or that of his peers
peering peeled repeal
I am the misunderstood
for to be understood
refutes Ascension's reason
or rather Definition's
Your first verse here brings visions of the recumbent redemption we all sometimes wish for . Like preterite renditions of estranged ensemble orchestration . The first line of the second verse has got a lot of my poetry pegged , "Soliloquy" being a prime example . I so enjoy some of your phraseology , "Serenity's glass menagerie made hourly" , and "kithric ilk" , and especially "born of a motherless breast fed through a starving eye" . In the third verse I totally agree with your "leaves voids inexplicable" up lacunae . I really like the way you finished this peace , "to be understood refutes ascension's reason to transcend" . In fact I have often spoken of ascension's accessions in similar words . Conversely I often believe in definitionallism's ability to accurately describe .
Following Outlaw's imperative, I came straightaway via "paste and link" provided just to see... a salve of verbation which causes pause and focus. Relaxing after the fact, like what you keep top shelf in your mental cabinet.
emphatically chasting -- chasing?
perhaps emotional rhetoric -- perhaps "pathos" rhetoric?
in depths of sexually- --- these three
altered steps... ---- verses are just
climactic in a sense ---- so damn sexy.
kithric ilk -- I've seen this from you before. wtf is kithric?
intellectual super-centurions -- rather, Hyperion?
bleeds shades of hues --- and in of's stead?
peering peeled repeal ---- another how to say
repelled pertinence? ---- ecchi combination per se
Perhaps instead of pertinence, however, you'd consider "repentance" -- perhaps you already have and disapprove.. that is also fine.
Those nips aside... here's the response to your poem...
Let me pay to execute a locution
propose a value to a function
whose output is fact; factitious
alienation denoting rigorous
recuse of the used pillars
of a dead decayed social filler
spot me man, what is my treaty
how do I feel? forest fire, forest fire
a child ululating like a choir
underfoot god, seraph song
the beauty of a climax is ascertained
when the mind is elsewhere entertained
ensconced in thoughts of a lover
unraveled by infinities much wider
alas, verdure pornography
for the mind, a sycophant to logicality-
piss on fear, the killer of minds
sickly stickler starving sight in kinds
many vines protruding the likes
pulchritude of oedipal Ophelia
Antigone gone wild, purchase insomnia
midday suicide at the hourglass’ hikes
thru forest fire, forest fire
a child ululating like a choir
grow up and blow up afore
we misunderstand your soar
Here I'd like to throw you back to another one of my old poems... antigone related, obviously. In one of my french classes in high school, I was the only one to stand and argue that perhaps her character was purposefully being misunderstood for the lost beauty of the inherently neglected art. Anyways, here is the bit I want to show you... And what of the fairytale character
made to not be understood?
What of the rebel for unjust cause,
unmasking the stupidity of comprehension
by being misunderstood?
I feel humbled, for I cannot possibly wrap my head around the many things semi-implied, or perhaps not, seemingly casually strewn into being.
I liked it. *will read it over and over to try and grasp the entirety of the thing*
I liked the last part best; it seemed different from the rest, though upon second glancing, no easier to understand for a noob such as I, who had to part-time dictionary some of these words in order to find a better understanding of the whole.