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~The Mindbird... In A Musical Liberational Flight: LOVE
the holy namaz amplifies on loudspeakers
from the northern streets… & the temple
‘aarati’ bells of this eve.. perform in a relay nod
of multi~ round successions.. from the other
end of same street...
this Friday eve …is only as fervently atmospheric
to kindle your tuning in entrance of an, ‘Open Sesame’
Alibaba cave treasures.. as your corner lying small
mindbird (un)bundle…
that either chokes off to (self~) marooned parasitic grip…
or uncages...
from its rusting sepsis of a shipwrecked clutch...
as a rollout white dove in a fluoresce uv~ blue sacred rinsing
auspicious tinges of an astronomical align… sails a voyaging
heroic Sindbad @ 00:00 stroke of a nations’ historic mid-august
freedom birth at midnight...
mountains of the deep blue
glaucous eucalyptussy Nilgiris too are in conformance
with the latter ‘no more birdy blue~ greys’.. by their sudden
bright amber torchy signals in blinkering motions...over their
slippy hip~ bone curvy sculpt hairpin bends, in
'some' dangers...
those infectious flaming yellows..
spray as turmeric marrying rains.., screaming brighter as mangoing
hues of a tropical summer yellow bulb sun in sweeping fluffy waves
of a lightness reaping
..the peacocks echo aloud..
as ominous big feline of the twilights... as if a siren warning line...
unto the stepping draws of the blackpainting kohl~ eye smudgy
nights... furthermore blotting wide in the wet & windy drizzly, an
absorbing cauldron in smoulders of a
mixed emotional mishmash
..the now & then
stammering skies tremble arrhythmic... in their lightning corners...
yet the NorthStar & flaming red Mars... the pro~ June constellations
in stare & winks align in a fluently lucent clairvoyance .. a bliss...
in the mindbird’s blessing...
that saves & sights
the same ‘mindbird’... in irony of an irony... in the streaming
now series of infinite seasons & reasons beyond reasons... the
daily dream déjŕ vu... where it’s a lead cast, a destined fugitive of
a mysterious ‘spacetime’ that’ s in a strict stipulatory accord... with
the ‘endless divine chaos’.. a risky ripe revolutionary free radical...
in a Brownian liberation…
that drinks in
the daily springing sea of tears... those tears... that's trying to
a crumbly~ crumply bent wholly dismantling of stemming core...
in a pressing gluey superimposition of the fullblackmoons.. the
uproariously flooding high blurriness eyes... in the silvery~ climber
engrave antique mirrorscapre... that reflects in a hyping ugliness
of disfiguring undulations.. from the skewy
parallax visions
..and nulls~ neuters those
lengthening ever rods of wrenchy crowbars .. from the lumpy throat
to the gutting out... pulling deep to the sacral core... an isthmus of a
lapidifying pain... in my islandic desolation, with a curse of ferocious
tsunamic frequencies
to a healing hummingbird
in the musical drifting, to the fusional love symphony of Us...
in orchestrations ever by You, my Mozzie ~ Maestro
#38 # ERULGCT
Published 23rd May 2020
Author's Note
#38 # ERULGCT . an ode to the mindbird.. that's a hearty flutter & a soulful flame .. in flights of fusion in Love .. a stream of Consciousness.. you know. Robonoid. Love You & DU xx
Pic: web . Thomas Stothard; 1755-1834; British; Oberon and Titania from "A Midsummer Night's Dream;" Act IV; Scene i; 1806;
Pic: web . Thomas Stothard; 1755-1834; British; Oberon and Titania from "A Midsummer Night's Dream;" Act IV; Scene i; 1806;
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23rd May 2020 9:35pm
Your syntax and grammar are very unusual, but what comes through is a strong sense of wordplay and legend, so that your poems feel like crazed prayers.
24th May 2020 3:04pm
I love the way you put your reflections on any read in du. & esp. on my poems here .. you are perhaps right of syntax & grammar.. it might be some subconscious effect of my mothertongue on the thought process? dunn know. To say, i cud never write in Tamil as much as I do inenglish..as not grammatically literal of my own mothertongue.. its a shame & i feel terrible of the Indian system, but neways its an effect of imperialism & our gen & the later ones are fluent more in English.. I find the poets' writtens & views here @ du as my profound influence.. along with of course whatev lil i read of classic & other poets.. inna way am thankful to Sumeet for showing me Du once.. & I hope you are the one who took him here,, so i am in gratitudes to you:) Keep writing ~ reading as you do your unique way.. Light & Love :)
23rd May 2020 10:31pm
Full of colour and music. Many layers, emotions and scenery. This mind bird was free falling and landed softly at the last stanza. This brought to mind the movie "what dreams may come"
Always a pleasure to read your unique poems and get lost in them for a while. Beautiful you :) x
Always a pleasure to read your unique poems and get lost in them for a while. Beautiful you :) x
24th May 2020 3:07pm
you are generously warmth & supportive to my scribbles ev Mags.. soulful gratituds ev to you dear adored Poetess.. Light & Love:) x
23rd May 2020 11:31pm
My sweet Lords. To echo Mags words. There is something so unique about your wordage doo. It is a gift. Love xx
Awwe A Welsh + Another Welsh here one after the other.. makes doubly a blessing & power;) Doodah, you flatter me, you know. Love Me xx
23rd May 2020 11:56pm
Freefalling through the stratosphere and catching every passing shiny in the clear. Rhymed like a Seer.
24th May 2020 3:16pm
Love your beautiful & gushy~ rushing sun of soulmind reds you flame as ev.. in your poetry & presence & the bonds eternal.. thank you, light & love ev Loki :)
24th May 2020 8:14am
24th May 2020 3:19pm
you yourself a gifted spirited soul of love & artistry, Jeff, love the warmth & support you reach out time & again.. Keep shining more, light & love ev :)
26th May 2020 8:58pm
You gut me in the most transcendent way. I hear you, it sets the third eye on fire.
