POETRY IS AND ECHO ASKING A SHADOW TO DANCE Carl Sandburg JOLLY LUDICROUS DREAMS A wicked viewAll looks anewAlthough untrueI’m laughing too. Some might woo youInto this zooWhere shoes can mooAnd socks are ewes A kangarooIs in pursueBehind a shrewThat stole its goo A Sun tattooSmiles in the blueA bubbling brewComes down as dew More…
POETRY IS AND ECHO ASKING A SHADOW TO DANCE Carl Sandburg WALKING IN LIGHT Weaving the Invisible into lifeAriadne’s thread denotes the path Cruel the mind’s suspicionRenders innocence perditionRampant Shallowness in exhibitionCalling loud for recognition When the light suffers from inhibitionsGood is shocked into submissionHow to withstand this ill-positionWhen the world claims for hopeful vision…
POETRY IS AND ECHO ASKING A SHADOW TO DANCE Carl Sandburg IMPERTINENCE Impertinent!One’s Labelled… When you choose your pathImpertinentFor tolerance is as thin as a latch Impertinence!They call it… When you speak from your heartImpertinenceFor smoldering passion is believed to be smart Impertinent!They bawled… At the forthright voice refusing to be silencedImpertinentFor bullies confuse power…
“Story is a yearning meeting an obstacle.” Robert Olen Butler THE SOOTHING MONOTONY OF THE KNOWN The lid is off, a funny river springs from nowhere and floods a bowl filled with pre-formatted ideas. Soaked in something unexpected, images, words, formulas, emojis, signs and grammatical symbols, contort and shake in utter rage. “Put it back,”…
“Story is a yearning meeting an obstacle.” Robert Olen Butler PRIMORDIAL IMAGE The carousel turns, its surroundings blurring into a wash of undefined contours. Inside, a Shadow rides a Kraken up and down, its tentacles caressing a storm of suppressed thoughts. “How do I change poles?” asks a Mask, intruding from a wooden ark. Hollow…
“Story is a yearning meeting an obstacle.” Robert Olen Butler A DREAM, IS A DREAM, IS A DREAM… “Don’t let go, don’t let go!” The words sound in the distance, intelligible yet distorted as if carried in gurgling watery bubbles unable to burst open and release a scream. For a moment, I can see speech balloons…
“Story is a yearning meeting an obstacle.” Robert Olen Butler AS JOY SLIPPED IN Dear Friend, It is midnight and I am tossing around, unable to sleep. The events about to go down are thrilling and almost unbelievable. I am about to get on a plane to Paris! Paris, the city of pink light and…
POETRY IS AND ECHO ASKING A SHADOW TO DANCE Carl Sandburg DETOUR You are here today…Yet, who are you? Trapped in the corollary of familiarity,Unidimensional relatedness,Insipid, toneless expressionOf a longing too afraid to Assert,Profess, DemandOwnership of worth… You are here today…Yet, what for? Around the conspicuous wasteAnd never-ending loops Unfertile soils eroded by Regularity, commonplaceDemureEnduredObscuredStereotype…
POETRY IS AND ECHO ASKING A SHADOW TO DANCE Carl Sandburg UNANSWERED QUESTIONS If I didn’t have a nameWho would I be?If my skin wasn’t this shade, who would I be?Is my tongue couldn’t speak words,My memory recall people and placeIf there were no lingering thoughts No reason to love,Who would I be? If I…
POETRY IS AND ECHO ASKING A SHADOW TO DANCE Carl Sandburg AN ECHO OF A MEMORY An echo of a memorythrough cracks in reality slipsThe faint glimmer of a long-lost dreamwith crumbling vestiges of illusionscratching rotten edges in its wake A power with feet of clay precariously swinging on recalcitrant dogmaspertaining a past with unraveled…