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STATIX

tusk trunk cedars
wave green cover
on liquid sky
lili pad exclamation
dangling dragonfly
darts between
watery heaven
and storm approach
hell above

TV plays blue static
white fuzz sparkler
hisses its crunchy
hush

the deer head above
the wide window
stares blank
wet eye
long lashed
brilliant flash
then a minute
later it feels
the impact of
thunder like
a mortar
landing distant
Detonations
too shiver too

Dream
drinker
taking in
the deeper shade
of that rich blue
succulent
plants on trim
grass patterns
mesas like
the slab of
north american
design on its
rims...do dish
hudcaps
out back
collecting leaves

in the dream
the artillery is
practicing on
the range
great mobile
exercises

on this lake
the clouds herd
in and pack up
squeezing the
sky its dark
color
platinum voltage
finds ground
in its snizzle snap
deafening explosions
ozone dripping
like the rains now
lashing into mercury
trance
leaping on laketop
the last few
hot days of autumn

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Please don't tell me that there is another tornado touchdown. Please say I am wrong.

xxxxx

but determined as Martin Finnucane...
which rimes with hurry cane
although in essence the mind
is similar
the lightning metaphor
too the touch of power
obliterating the land beneath
not from ignorance or malice
but by that of the order we
perceive the universe
our simplicity of home
in the open where this
ocean of gas concerned by
fluid dynamics gets motivated
and sets afloat its specific
principle of dynamics
that being rotational force

quantum physics

"please say I am wrong"
begging the question
neither..nor..
"Dread be that I may be incorrect"
"Say it isn't so!"
"it can't be!"
"Hes dead Jim"
no..thats another program

human element
that which the elementary
show Star Trek Evoked
to its viewer audience with
all the diversity and color
race mix..ego bred imperialists
shaming pacifism but packing
a pistol blunderbuss ship
combination with magic

and that fine art Rodenberry
had of finessing the lines
from the radio acting plays
of early television serials
too the more dimensional
all that great set...
and still the viewer could
be caught up in the human
element....not overpowered
by the glitter and gold
but seduced with the subtleties

it could not veer off into the abstract
landscapes like mere writing can
a tribble of this and a triffle of that

dreamers....literal
Is the poem a metaphor to a dream
Is it being dreamt
is this a dream of a dream dreamt

who knows

its funny we can create synthetic
diamonds...but we cannot synthesis
gold....I dont think silver either or
lead...

are our dreams synthetic
some people do not dream
nor recall them perhaps
more strongly the point would
be...

like not seeing certian colors
or having a mere one eye
no stereo vision
only one working ear
mono aural

awareness
comprehension
soul
empathy

concepts and abstractions
and always
the illusionists
vend

Thank U!

author comment

dude on the long motorcycle with the riding jacket
helmet and goggles...
Felini was a geniuse
Si vous plaise could hop on the back
..
thank U!

author comment

most have million synapse
you alone have billions Esker
your mind is seventeen Niagara's
mine is only three
brain size maybe about same

U may have something there..
Im not math oriented
short term memory is missing
long term is not bad
Not bright in most regards like
recall fast people
facts.names..
there are sharper
Maybe because I did lack
a lot of thing it was time
enough to just work on
the mind cornering

cant play instruments
or trick ride on bike
skateboard
no co ordination
no magic tricks card
tricks
cant juggle
and I dont have the
large words

just the way I write
and see things
That is the part
that seems amazing
too those interpreting
what I recall...see
and put out in some
kind of order
that too me makes
sense...

synapse have nothing
too do with intelligence
a whole completely
different manner of
how ones thoughts are
which they said I have
the greatest handicap
Thought process
like a handicap

thank U

author comment
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