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I stand atop this landmark skyscraper
and stargaze at the impressionist view
No silvery diskette hanging in there tonight
just a million twinkles across multiple dimensions
some dead, some dying and many young fireballs
radiant, radiating thru interstellar space
I wander across the concrete space
wondering about less black space
in between and the irony of the nonexistence
of many from those limitless constellations
and yet momentarily alive-one blink immortal
I stare down at the thin haze of fading purple
with fleeting headlights and diminishing tail lights
restless, racing-A million of broken gold shimmers
controlled by mere hands and mere conditions
which alter at the wink-the typical city traffic
A drizzle of tiny ingots of glittering gold
with sprinkled flashes of mechanical polychrome
eschewing the engulfing darkness
and perpetual melancholia which permeate
the city skies and tiny lives
along every breath-every blink-tear-smile
The low rumble of snaking trains and a hundred honks
provide the final concerti in the exultant symphony
and I sigh beneath the sky seated high
with a wry smile looking at a illuminated billboard
showing a can of soft drink with canned laughter
The city slides into slumber with methodical precision
the squares of black and white around change shapes
I roll over my crumpled sheet in amorphous optimism
weighing my options of being cock eyed or going blind
while the sea breeze brings the oneiric curtains down
'Man Down' screams the half lit amphitheatre of my mind
as equidistant from the bi-flooding of tiny glimmers
I begin my descent into the rerun of weightlessness
below the crisscrossing paths of translation flights
I' am a man-shaped focal point, a midair trance-craver
Goodnight, the world of lights-the lights of world.
Published 11th Jan 2012
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12th Jan 2012 9:54pm
11th Jan 2012 10:17pm
out. The wandering of thoughts, and in yours, not so randomly. Lightbringer, as always.
12th Jan 2012 9:56pm
Grace
I am glad that
the outpourings
were not random.
You see well dear
poetess and always
bring a smile.:)
Hope I am true to
my moniker given
by thee.
Lightbringer
I am glad that
the outpourings
were not random.
You see well dear
poetess and always
bring a smile.:)
Hope I am true to
my moniker given
by thee.
Lightbringer
12th Jan 2012 9:19pm
12th Jan 2012 9:53pm
Rubix
Thank you as ever.
For the read.:)
Was not sure of the
second part. But then
it's just me.:)
Gladdened,
S'
Thank you as ever.
For the read.:)
Was not sure of the
second part. But then
it's just me.:)
Gladdened,
S'
Summit:)
@Fluffy: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WIDPYKdtgsc&feature=endscreen&NR=1
@Fluffy: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WIDPYKdtgsc&feature=endscreen&NR=1
13th Jan 2012 3:14pm
Jardanne
OMG. :)lol.
I got it.
The second part was
the collection of words
preceeding Fluffy.:)
You sure can make one
smile.
Light,
S'
OMG. :)lol.
I got it.
The second part was
the collection of words
preceeding Fluffy.:)
You sure can make one
smile.
Light,
S'
