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0 posted 2006-07-06 04:55 PM



The sheer amount of sound that erupts
in disarray, building pressure at first
and building pressure at last.

At first inside, vocal chords trembling
in agony, dying cell by cell from
the immense strain.

At last inside, but inside another,
ear drums trembling in agony, dying
cell by cell from the immense strain.

And in between, a cacophony of sound waves,
discordant with the harmonic demeanor
of brash nature, blasting irrevocably
from a mouth and tongue that simply
does as they are told.

Envision a map being torn perfectly along
the borders as it burned through the oceans
and melted the arctic circles.

I'm almost green with guilt that
they've lost my attention and sent me
sifting through distant prepositions
and inconsequential memories.

There isn't much to my glazed eyes
and vacant expression but an indifferent
view of these problems that nations
debate and scholars war over.

Coahula, Tamaulipas

A stretch of orange sand against a misleading blue.
As if those gulf waters were the same shade
as the chilly icy arctics.
At the apex, I'd say a viridian brew mixed
with the flotsam of industrialized tourism.
At its swing to either extreme, I'd not doubt
that seafoam was an actual color of nature
instead of a rectangle on a paint swatch.

Of course, that is to say the Mexicans
understand green more than I do.
Green is envy.
Green is money.
They envy the money, a color of a country
that won't call green patriotic.
It's not nearly the red, white, or blue
that it could be.
A solid green flag flown over
an eggshell-white house.

I can't but include a concluding remark
that deludes my own introduction into
deeper matters and dilutes it again
into sinking waters.

-*-*-

Immortality is my illusion.

© Copyright 2006 Philip Zemler - All Rights Reserved
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Indifferent?  I think not!  Bravo for you.....jo
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2 posted 2006-07-07 12:55 PM


Boy it is great reading you again, and I just loved this part:

I'd not doubt
that seafoam was an actual color of nature
instead of a rectangle on a paint swatch.


They actually did invent greens, and shades of blue as far as I am concerned, they all belong to them.  

My family just returned from there actually, and it is as beautiful as ever as far as I am concerned, and hope our continued global warming does not change that any further.  See, told you that you made me think.

You speak on their behalf so well, and you've left me really thinking on this one.

Waste not a second ~ Carpe' Diem

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