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Specular Singularities
(- -) eroding frame's crudebase
dimlit midnights soak in an abundant
haze of cheap eucalyptus essence from
her unwaveringly flaming glassine Borosil
[a miniaturized lab-lantern, in lacklustre
& no aesthetics of an artisanal treasure]
in struggled still holds of a dancing flame
whipped by the dizzying whirlwind fans
in mindless arrogance of a noisy loom
despite its multidecked dustfull crusts
some 70’s music ooze in the background
in lazed tortoise breaths of not much
of a pulsating ruckus or gluing romance
her rimmed spectacle awkwardly peels off
its blackish matte corners to impoverished
metallic barren lands spotted here & there
doesn’t bother her anymore
the sterile spaces, her blankness
doesn’t bother h e r anymore
netted doors in clumsy stitches
let in generous- the amplifying
anomalous orchestrations-
of the shrill pitched crickets & the masculine froggy bass & of
the periodically clicking in auspicious gecko salutations
-their mash-up open theatrical
probably beholds her in faint reminiscence
of life’s warmth in long ago burial
(+ +) dreamy elevations: a refined mind
hypnogogic hallucinations
render nightmarish visions
in magnifying door creaks
of cochlear bursts, leads
to parched open terrace
gardens hanging at hellish
altitudes, wherein
umpteen albino snakes from darkly
creeped canopies scatter across in hisses
what lifts her to mid-heaven elevations, by an
intervention puzzling her still
lightness flights land smooth
over startling oceanic clarities
swirling swooshing her inner
the exemplarily spiralling in
nacreous mirroring career
orbital, its
epicentre glows of her soulful feminine deity
in a janmic musical trance of her brimming
ancient essence
(= =) specular singularities
vacuuming redundancies vanish
in her longed- this solitude stillness composure
after & amidst all her lived bled beautiful chaos
a newness nothingness in dimensionless eruptions
births a cosmic spectacle within the within of her
Published 18th Feb 2019
Author's Note
though scribed for comp. "A Picture Holds a Thousand Words #6" , it's pretty much falls in line with felt depths nonetheless..
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18th Feb 2019 6:49pm
you are such a beautiful poetic soul..in your reads n perceptions dear Melia .. thanks n love ev xx
18th Feb 2019 6:41pm
Once again astonishing piece of poetry uma!👏👏 so love your mastery of language and the beautiful depth in your wonderful words
Really love the ending
"a newness nothingness in dimensionless eruptions
births a cosmic spectacle within the within of her "
So so good truly timeless message love it👏👏
Really love the ending
"a newness nothingness in dimensionless eruptions
births a cosmic spectacle within the within of her "
So so good truly timeless message love it👏👏
Hunter dear Poet soulful one... thanks time n again fr your patient reads n support! those last verses you quote are the repetitive blabbers of this lunatic soul ..you will read it boringly often if u do read others of mine..thanks respects n love dear one xx
19th Feb 2019 7:23am
Your soul burns these words into my mind ... still to take a moment to absorb...as the rereading ritual happens...more parts of you are released...burn on wonderful Uma
Love
Jeff
Love
Jeff
23rd Feb 2019 7:16pm
24th Feb 2019 9:03am
