Open Poetry #45 |
At Death's Door |
Kosmic888 Junior Member
since 2009-11-01
Posts 29Vancouver Canada |
At death’s door The machine of mind’s last attempt At designing a new form of the search A kaleidoscope of patterns, patterning Synapsed onto the shadow world Fractals of light tunneled Through skeletal remains Of illusory impulses Brain flickers gone Reloaded on the other side With persistent gross urges Still requiring expression in realms of never The all-pervading Giver Forgotten in the process Left hanging on burnt-out matchsticks Snuffed out by the winds of false desire Before death, mind After death, illusory impulses Smoke and mirrors from the Vegas trickster Who likes to pull shrouds from her plastic thumb The uninvited guest at the wedding A vicious cycle of re-incarnated shapes Bouncing off mirrored crystals Of multi-dimensional existence Reflecting, as it were The enchanting mirrored-lake of Narcissus Aye, death is the ultimate revilement To the ego, that constant activity Of damning the free-flowing waters Of love’s eternal silence Close-fisted, gasping for one last breath It doesn’t have to end this way ©2008 ‘Diary Of A Pen Warrior’ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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