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A lucid edge
We were running hand in hand
to a lucid edge free of dimension,
the bulb moves nearer spellbound
as the binaural beats close in
I heard the Good Gray Poet singing to his woman
under the moon of the prairie phlox,
there was polarizations and iridescence.
The truck's in the driveway
with the battery dead,
I’m sitting on the stoop,
drinking boozy coffee in the morning air.
to a lucid edge free of dimension,
the bulb moves nearer spellbound
as the binaural beats close in
I heard the Good Gray Poet singing to his woman
under the moon of the prairie phlox,
there was polarizations and iridescence.
The truck's in the driveway
with the battery dead,
I’m sitting on the stoop,
drinking boozy coffee in the morning air.
Published 21st Mar 2015
| Edited 2nd May 2016
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Anonymous
21st Mar 2015 11:41am
Lou sid fee sho pish
21st Mar 2015 12:05pm
I always feel like I have not much to say ^^
But I do love reading your writing :-)
But I do love reading your writing :-)
21st Mar 2015 1:29pm
somewhere on the edge
of reason, he tripped up..:)
love the atmosphere of
the piece, it shimmers...
of reason, he tripped up..:)
love the atmosphere of
the piece, it shimmers...
22nd Mar 2015 3:20am
2nd May 2016 4:58am
I’m sitting on the stoop,
drinking boozy coffee in the morning air....I love doing that ....:D
drinking boozy coffee in the morning air....I love doing that ....:D
2nd May 2016 5:03am
3rd May 2016 9:03am
Had to look up phlox. Binaural I broke down into parts to understand, as I am wont to do, but looked it up to be safe. So you were listening with both ears and I am reading with both eyes. haha Who is the good gray poet and his woman? It's another cool juxtaposition between the first and second stanzas. Something ethereal, something more grounded. I like it. Are cannabinoids pot products? LIke a pot brownie? lol :)
5th May 2016 2:32am
cannabinoids :) yes, I like blunts,
anything else just goes up in smoke.
the tea is good,
the outside sweet,
the canvas bleeds
with deadly bones,
the numbing pain,
the box a rain,
It feels good to be,
so rightly stoned...
The good grey poet is Walt Whitman. He caused much change for an evolution in poetry to take place by pushing the limits of social construct. One of the best ever.
He has a wonderful write, A Woman Waits for Me.
anything else just goes up in smoke.
the tea is good,
the outside sweet,
the canvas bleeds
with deadly bones,
the numbing pain,
the box a rain,
It feels good to be,
so rightly stoned...
The good grey poet is Walt Whitman. He caused much change for an evolution in poetry to take place by pushing the limits of social construct. One of the best ever.
He has a wonderful write, A Woman Waits for Me.
