Memory Lapse

 

memorylapse

 

Memory Lapse

Inevitability on the edge of reality.

Somewhere at the intersection of duality.

It was the year that leaped over

a nest of cuckoo’s.

Tic Tok goes the clock.

The journey is non-stop.

Time is the loop.

The speed of light is the duration

relative to universal expectation.

Days become a time lapse of the Picasso.

Nights become a blink of an eye.

Glimpse into the unthinkable

as a rubber band of expansion retracts.

On the outskirts of dimension

the way is continuously milky

dipping into the hour of zero.

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This poem was inspired by time relative to age.  When I was younger I thought the days would never end.  The nights would last forever.  The older I get the shorter the season.  Days feel as automated as a breathe of air.  The nights vanish into sunrise. 

 

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Dreamscape

Dream Brain Waves

Original Art Credit: Denise D Art Everyday

Ride the wave

into the isle of duality.

Where man creates

an alternate reality.

Agaricus Bisporus (Mushroom)

based dreams

affect the atmosphere

of canvass.

Psychedelic recluse’s

garlic induced energy

clouds – project stunning

visuals.

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The Red Maple

 

RedMaple

 

A grand maple tree
stands in the midst of a concrete jungle
Cigarettes to burn
as the world turns
Martinis consumed in the elegance
As well rounded philanthropists
are caught up in the element
Level of intoxicity reached
Current events transition into the irrelevant
Overnight
The DJ spins trance
Spirits blossom in the dance

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The Red Maple night club has closed and in the grand finale I stood with the tree.  I closed my eyes while holding the limbs and found a deep meditation.  This tree has heard many of the nights whispers. It has seen young lovers kiss, heard secrets and kept them in the shadows, and watched over the patrons of this fine establishment since its conception.  It was an honor to dance for you…stand with you…let the druid speak as the winds gush.  You are loved.

 

 

Billie Goat

Billie Goat

I have sinned
The say’in goes
Sinners can’t be saints
So I’ll dance the night away
A country fate
Blue grass billies
Dance on the hill
It’s never just the wind
A fragrance of violins
Blankets a field of Patagonian land lovers
That sit in unison to the vibe of kinship
Steel mugs filled until the process of froth
Brewed on the mountain tops named Sierra
That pale in contrast
To the magnificence of folk music
Delivered in the luxury of a warm breeze
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A Song for Springtime

 

Re-post: The weather has been delightful here in Baltimore (Charm City) this week so it seemed like a good time to post “A Song for Springtime” once again.  This is my favorite time of the year.  Being an avid hiker I can go long distances in the 71 to 69 degree heat without worrying about the inevitability of insect invasion.  Modern Linguistics is an extension of a stream of my conscientiousness and I’m quite pleased to share it with those willing to enjoy the randomness of creativity.  My mind is a candy dispenser and the words are the gum balls.  Enjoy 🙂

 

I dunno

Are you down with the music baby

I dunno

She’s driving me crazy

I dunno

I thought I was the one

I’m not the one

I dunno

Are you down with the music baby

I dunno

She’s driving me crazy

I dunno

I thought I was the one

I’m not the one

To and fro

Down a windy road

Made of stoned

A long time ago

Leads down to the cave

What a wonderful place

You can tell by

the smile on my face

She said

I am the one

I am the one

Ohhhhhhhh

I feel great

I hear that love affects the weather these days

mhmmmmmmmmmm

Ohhhhhhhh

I feel great

I hear that love affects the weather these days

mhmmmmmmmmmm

From the cave

Into outer space

Solar Eclipse and the mists

Earthquakes and lunatics

Excessiveness of the man-made

All seem to fade away

As we watch one sunset

They choose to create

I dunno

Are you down with the music baby

I dunno

She’s driving me crazy

I dunno

I thought I was the one

I’m not the one

I dunno

Are you down with the music baby

I dunno

She’s driving me crazy

I dunno

I thought I was the one

I’m the one

Ohhhhhhhh

I feel great

I hear that love affects the weather these days

mhmmmmmmmmmm

Ohhhhhhhh

I feel great

I hear that love affects the weather these days

mhmmmmmmmmmm

Ohhhhhhhh

I feel great

I hear that love affects the weather these days

mhmmmmmmmmmm

Ohhhhhhhh

I feel great

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Foodie Apocalypse

Foodie Apocalypse

Squash the beef
Don’t Stroganoff for keeps
Knuckle sandwiches
Filled to the brim
With menacing meats
Cold cuts
Designed to perfection
Hide the salami (In the belly of course after a nourishing meal)
With the best intentions
Organic is all the rage
Canines cut through the rations
The hunger fades
Spilt milk on a open platter
Alphabet soup spells out disaster
After the All Suns’ Dawn
In a bowl of dust
Farmers fight over the earth’s crust

 

 

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Italian Cold Cut devoured by Jfreshly (Spinach, Cucumbers, Light Pickles, Light Onions, Tomatoes, Oregano, Parmesan Cheese, Salt, Pepper, Light Honey Mustard, Olive Oil, On Wheat, Heated, These parenthesis were sponsored by WAWA)

 

 

Fembot 2.0

Fembot 2.0

You could search the cosmos for days and not find her
You could even be standing right behind her
You could follow the North Star in vain
Every moment of your life could be the same
Find inner peace and in that truth confide
Allow the karma to provide
The formation of pure desire magnified
The galaxy has spoken
A celestial body coalesce
Dimensions eternal compress
A star that was once fueled by
The gathered emotions of desire and hope
Electrolyzed in the supernova
Warmth in the wavelength
Transmitted from an ageless entity
Look up into the infinite quilt of pure energy
A shooting star paints a moon filled sky
Then fades back into the blackness
The wind whispered her name
For this love was preordained
As the biological alarm clock rang
Quantum physics expressed by a portal of pure light
A Vessel of prismatic dark matter
Delivered by an inverted event horizon
Her body shined of stardust
Transcendent of time
Beyond the concept of the human mind

 

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