Zen of Techne (or global warming) 2x1

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Open Poetry #37

Zen of Techne (or global warming) 2x1

Ixtab
Member

since 1999-06-23

Posts 105
MEXICAlpan de las tunas

0 posted 2006-03-23 07:01 PM

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Pulse of mortality
talking sand
thing soul

Urban land
haughty transformation
that we dream creation
slavemaster objects
slaves us subjects.

how can we see?
we think things free
but without our hands,
inventive,

without this energy shifting
could we survive?

When we do
we deny

2
Ravaging thunderstorm that rips the sail
and paves the deck with weight of Millenia
The loud and deep cry from the sea of time
obstreperous call from the edges of infinity

our ship sinks

Sunshine

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Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

1 posted 2006-03-23 08:13 PM

This, is not the place, nor time, but only
another landmark, which could well mark
of the time, and place, of which you speak.

I felt your colors, the magic, the sense
of sound, and sight, and mystic...

and yes...times are changing.

Thank you.

miscellanea
Member Elite

since 2004-06-24

Posts 4060
OH

2 posted 2006-03-23 09:08 PM

I find your description extraordinary! The first three lines were incredible, and then...the rest! Great poem with a real message to be felt.

miscellanea

Ixtab
Member

since 1999-06-23

Posts 105
MEXICAlpan de las tunas

3 posted 2006-03-23 10:09 PM

I'm glad the messagge got through, thanks for the read.

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