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Apollo Devotee Bathed Earthling Coppertone Fresco
Caution taken (lathering
exposed epidermis with sun screen)
against harmful innocuous
rich (Times New Roman)
12 font ask tick sun yet sen sate)
refulgent radiant balm
unequivocal panacea medicinal luxuriant calm
on par with a old
sister wives tale remedy me late mom,
would magically construe
to alleviate home sickness qualm
post pledge initiation invocation befriending
Jason the Argonauts and Major Tom
dizzyingly zipping thru space
in search of the golden fleece,
(which acquisition
ranked as a no brainer)
which recollection, sans above exploit flashed
(at greased lightening speed) this peace
full May afternoon, a pitch perfect spring day,
one adequately oxygenated
air supply crowded house
legendary fete of the rising son momentarily
sol limb lee flared concluding with reverberating
(though decades elapsed
since fortuitous galactic heralded
world wide web panegyric
broadcast cosmos wide),
then with just as quick
memorialized recollection
prominently recalled,
said remembrance as things past
vis a vis denouement across Universe
with Poof! lifelong (black hole sun hopping)
capping achievement did surcease.
Ah...such blinding realistic provocation sparked
via pure imagination
upon one earthly terrestrial beast
Sunkist soaking raiment sequestered
within corner nook decreased
with onset of dusk, a mind bending
dreamy experience least
expected while nonchalantly fantasies take flight
basking (with robins)
in an angulated nook sky height
upon premises of Highland
Manor Apartment out of sight
from the buzzer (I may as well be
a million miles away),
thus poetic justice end trite.
exposed epidermis with sun screen)
against harmful innocuous
rich (Times New Roman)
12 font ask tick sun yet sen sate)
refulgent radiant balm
unequivocal panacea medicinal luxuriant calm
on par with a old
sister wives tale remedy me late mom,
would magically construe
to alleviate home sickness qualm
post pledge initiation invocation befriending
Jason the Argonauts and Major Tom
dizzyingly zipping thru space
in search of the golden fleece,
(which acquisition
ranked as a no brainer)
which recollection, sans above exploit flashed
(at greased lightening speed) this peace
full May afternoon, a pitch perfect spring day,
one adequately oxygenated
air supply crowded house
legendary fete of the rising son momentarily
sol limb lee flared concluding with reverberating
(though decades elapsed
since fortuitous galactic heralded
world wide web panegyric
broadcast cosmos wide),
then with just as quick
memorialized recollection
prominently recalled,
said remembrance as things past
vis a vis denouement across Universe
with Poof! lifelong (black hole sun hopping)
capping achievement did surcease.
Ah...such blinding realistic provocation sparked
via pure imagination
upon one earthly terrestrial beast
Sunkist soaking raiment sequestered
within corner nook decreased
with onset of dusk, a mind bending
dreamy experience least
expected while nonchalantly fantasies take flight
basking (with robins)
in an angulated nook sky height
upon premises of Highland
Manor Apartment out of sight
from the buzzer (I may as well be
a million miles away),
thus poetic justice end trite.
Published 22nd May 2018
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23rd May 2018 9:06am
24th May 2018 1:27am
oft times me mind goes into this intrusive psychic plunge, whereat fingers flash a mile a minute attempting to cap cha, a nebulous essence holding ethereal promise to coalesce into something cogent, decent, gent till lee teasing the reader.
asper the epistle (Apollo Devotee Bathed Earthling Coppertone Fresco), a bit of ambiguity arose upon taking a look see some hours after said poetic endeavor got loosed upon many a writing platform.
while bask king in the brilliant sun, (and attempting the futile effort to read, as warm photons inundated then induced perspiration), which direct exposure (after slapping an ample coating of sun screen), a state of mild hypnosis torqued (and possibly twerked) thinking processes.
a spate of discordant non sequiturs overtook a preference to link words with some degree of logic, yet a notion hooked (piggyback style) to write without censoring, or meticulously editing what might be akin to the Jackson Pollack school), and unconcernedly splash whatever came to mind.
though the initial intent arose from the sun (revered for millennia or more) for the absolute value without which no life would exist.
willow the wisp stray concepts (steeped in greek and roman mythology, (which thru courtesy of google clarified such unfamiliar whims) got stitched into the tapestry of a poem that took on a life force independent of me, the contemplative, emotive, and intuitive thinker.
the word panegyric sprang to mind with an attempt i offered to the inanimate closest star, though of course no deliberate purpose arose whereby said solar body did shine on us (til we felt comfortably numb).
yes, aye attest to quite a mishmash (on par with the best gobbledygook) that the unconstrained (pull out all deliberate stops) spillage of random disconnect discombobulation let pass into submission without being subject to the stickler within me.
nonetheless, i acknowledge gratitude that ye made a valiant effort trying to make head and/or tails of salient purport, and hopefully will not be disinclined to attempt reading other postings of mine.
asper the epistle (Apollo Devotee Bathed Earthling Coppertone Fresco), a bit of ambiguity arose upon taking a look see some hours after said poetic endeavor got loosed upon many a writing platform.
while bask king in the brilliant sun, (and attempting the futile effort to read, as warm photons inundated then induced perspiration), which direct exposure (after slapping an ample coating of sun screen), a state of mild hypnosis torqued (and possibly twerked) thinking processes.
a spate of discordant non sequiturs overtook a preference to link words with some degree of logic, yet a notion hooked (piggyback style) to write without censoring, or meticulously editing what might be akin to the Jackson Pollack school), and unconcernedly splash whatever came to mind.
though the initial intent arose from the sun (revered for millennia or more) for the absolute value without which no life would exist.
willow the wisp stray concepts (steeped in greek and roman mythology, (which thru courtesy of google clarified such unfamiliar whims) got stitched into the tapestry of a poem that took on a life force independent of me, the contemplative, emotive, and intuitive thinker.
the word panegyric sprang to mind with an attempt i offered to the inanimate closest star, though of course no deliberate purpose arose whereby said solar body did shine on us (til we felt comfortably numb).
yes, aye attest to quite a mishmash (on par with the best gobbledygook) that the unconstrained (pull out all deliberate stops) spillage of random disconnect discombobulation let pass into submission without being subject to the stickler within me.
nonetheless, i acknowledge gratitude that ye made a valiant effort trying to make head and/or tails of salient purport, and hopefully will not be disinclined to attempt reading other postings of mine.
24th May 2018 1:39am
Sorry I only made it to the 4th paragraph...but ur answer...never met tom.....i did exactly what he asked me to do....clothes stayed on the whole time so spare me the twist of truth your attempting...good day sir.
