Open Poetry #38 |
Distant |
Masked Intruder
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Senior Member
since 1999-05-23
Posts 1231Near golden sunsets |
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. -*-*- |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Indifferent? I think not! Bravo for you.....jo |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
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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