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The Compass Points
Suddenly you find yourself
Wide open to your absence,
As the empty barrels in a half-loaded revolver
They dressed you in a hippie shawl
(Jesus fuck) even flowers in your hair,
Turned on, tuned in, dropped out
Into dream of desolate streets Millennium
Whored myself to your eulogy
‘memories will remain in the grass and rain,'
Just wanted to shake you awake and slap you
Sing you the latest Morrissey song
Was the rope your final joke
As you just hated hanging around
Cavernous low
Come speak to me in the deadlock of design
Paled with the hollow leads that break you
Missed opportunities forsake the branches that hover over your crypt
Sail into the wind young spirit
Make the while unduly mild
Specious, only unto a flit of a whisper
I lean into this place
In the grass
Where only flowers grow
Cast a presence on my shoulder
Tell me the wisdom of the skies where you linger
Cause slowly a short halo drum
Speak wild where your feet never tread
I’ll claim a channel on your airways
I speak volumes of our times tethered
Tell God I once withered
I’ll be there soon to greet you
In the electric hive that is a human sea,
I am alone in three dimensions
In this intractable electric shadow
On a liquid crystal screen,
I am alone in two dimensions
When I have no words
For the pain of your loss,
Only my heart opening its bruised hands,
Palms raised to catch you,
To hold whatever,
In the singularity of this moment,
You cannot,
I am rendered down
To a single dimension,
And yet,
Am there with you
Though miles of elliptical curvature
Separate us,
I am here,
I am there,
Alone with you
In the quiet of four o’clock,
I keep watch.
Sleep’s seductive shadow
makes finger puppets on the walls
I’ve built, just outside my skin.
My grief is sharpest here,
bringing blood to the surface
to bruise in fist-sized indentations,
I see swirling galaxies of plum
and crimson.
It’s almost beautiful.
It hurts and It hurts again,
every time I touch it.
I read your words over and over,
the balm I keep applying
to ease the tremendous ache
of living beyond my roots.
I make poultice of the air
between my empty arms
and the sustenance you offer up
with your visitant embrace
Wide open to your absence,
As the empty barrels in a half-loaded revolver
They dressed you in a hippie shawl
(Jesus fuck) even flowers in your hair,
Turned on, tuned in, dropped out
Into dream of desolate streets Millennium
Whored myself to your eulogy
‘memories will remain in the grass and rain,'
Just wanted to shake you awake and slap you
Sing you the latest Morrissey song
Was the rope your final joke
As you just hated hanging around
Cavernous low
Come speak to me in the deadlock of design
Paled with the hollow leads that break you
Missed opportunities forsake the branches that hover over your crypt
Sail into the wind young spirit
Make the while unduly mild
Specious, only unto a flit of a whisper
I lean into this place
In the grass
Where only flowers grow
Cast a presence on my shoulder
Tell me the wisdom of the skies where you linger
Cause slowly a short halo drum
Speak wild where your feet never tread
I’ll claim a channel on your airways
I speak volumes of our times tethered
Tell God I once withered
I’ll be there soon to greet you
In the electric hive that is a human sea,
I am alone in three dimensions
In this intractable electric shadow
On a liquid crystal screen,
I am alone in two dimensions
When I have no words
For the pain of your loss,
Only my heart opening its bruised hands,
Palms raised to catch you,
To hold whatever,
In the singularity of this moment,
You cannot,
I am rendered down
To a single dimension,
And yet,
Am there with you
Though miles of elliptical curvature
Separate us,
I am here,
I am there,
Alone with you
In the quiet of four o’clock,
I keep watch.
Sleep’s seductive shadow
makes finger puppets on the walls
I’ve built, just outside my skin.
My grief is sharpest here,
bringing blood to the surface
to bruise in fist-sized indentations,
I see swirling galaxies of plum
and crimson.
It’s almost beautiful.
It hurts and It hurts again,
every time I touch it.
I read your words over and over,
the balm I keep applying
to ease the tremendous ache
of living beyond my roots.
I make poultice of the air
between my empty arms
and the sustenance you offer up
with your visitant embrace
Published 17th Jan 2023
Author's Note
This was a collaboration with EverAvalon, Strangeways_Rob and Luna Greyhawk and was exciting and inspiring to put our voices together. Thank you so much to them for working with me and my tendency to write long pieces and to everyone who enjoys the fruits of our collaboration. Any thoughts on how to make a collaboration better?
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17th Jan 2023 5:13pm
you should all be very pleased this a work of feeling art...beautiful...dearest Daniel ❤️
17th Jan 2023 7:19pm
Hey thank you I appreciate it. 💖 It was fun and inspiring writing together.
17th Jan 2023 6:11pm
I'm just loving these collaborations. Beautiful .. incredible .. palpable ... every word grabs you to hold on for the ride, and its smoothness is impeccable.
♡♡♡
Bravo!!!!
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Bravo!!!!
17th Jan 2023 7:20pm
Thank you Jeje it really is enjoyable to put our poetic heads and hearts together. So far one of us has written some stanzas and we just share them and each person adds to the potluck pretty simple but very enjoyable.
17th Jan 2023 7:51pm
Dear D,
I saw this on Luna’s page. Outstanding piece of poetic literature. Congratulations on an amazing collaboration. It’s a wonderful achievement and beautiful read. H🌷
I saw this on Luna’s page. Outstanding piece of poetic literature. Congratulations on an amazing collaboration. It’s a wonderful achievement and beautiful read. H🌷
17th Jan 2023 10:20pm
Thank you so much its great to foster a community spirit through our writing and the end result of that was something with meaning and honest emotions.
17th Jan 2023 9:35pm
17th Jan 2023 10:21pm
17th Jan 2023 10:23pm
This piece turned out amazing. Who knew that you could throw 4 poets into the mix and come out with words as seamless as this. It was a honour to work with the 3 of you!
18th Jan 2023 10:50pm
I think I can speak for the rest of us on this collaboration by saying how great it was to write with you, that you jumped in and helped us create something meaningful.
17th Jan 2023 10:52pm
Touching moving a song well sung. Any thoughts, keep on giving your voices their place.
18th Jan 2023 10:51pm
Collaborating has been wonderful, could not have asked for more fun or a better result.
19th Jan 2023 3:12am
Better? You jest.
This is epic in its proportions. Remarkable really. As I've said before, it doesn't matter to me who wrote what. It's the total that matters.
Teamwork never read so well.
This is epic in its proportions. Remarkable really. As I've said before, it doesn't matter to me who wrote what. It's the total that matters.
Teamwork never read so well.
19th Jan 2023 5:38am
Thank you. 💖🙏🏻 We were surprised how well it all came together, but really the best part was inspiring each other and sharing out passion for writing.
19th Jan 2023 6:35am
The art of reflecting precise words where it should be is just so adorable form of art.
Thanks for being artist.
Thanks for being artist.
19th Jan 2023 6:37am
19th Jan 2023 8:50pm
Smooth… rich in texture… resonates with me… I lost my uncle yesterday… great collab…
19th Jan 2023 8:50pm
I'm sorry for your loss LDF, I hope he was with family and friends at the end. 💖🙏
19th Jan 2023 11:04pm
😉 I believe collaborations are some of the best ways to make poetry or as I call it: Polietry. ☺️
19th Jan 2023 11:56pm
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24th Jan 2023 2:24pm
26th Jan 2023 7:57pm
Wow a multiplex of writers ✍️ very interesting. The subject line all correlates .
Super cool Daniel. Never thought of a collaboration with more than 3 . I like it.
Hugs
Jackie ☺️♥️
Super cool Daniel. Never thought of a collaboration with more than 3 . I like it.
Hugs
Jackie ☺️♥️
27th Jan 2023 00:25am
*hugs* thanks honey it actually came together really organically, it was a blessing to write with friends and make new friends through the collaboration. 💖🙏🏻
27th Jan 2023 1:37am
28th Jan 2023 5:08pm
As I was mentioning to Luna on her post, the gathering a great minds and talented writers does bring out a true synergistic congruence to this piece. I follow this poet/rapper by the name of George Watksy and he did a collab with other rappers in a song called Exquisite Corpse, where one writer (or in their case another rapper) takes over in the next verse. What you, Luna, Rob and Avalon have done is a prime example of excellent flow with a meaningful theme.
Standing ovations to you all.
Standing ovations to you all.
28th Jan 2023 7:49pm
I love that term synergistic congruence. 💖🙏🏻 Thank you my friend it's been great doing collaborations. I've got one underway for 6 writers currently, about 3/4 of the stanzas are complete.
Anonymous
30th Jan 2023 1:08am
I think I have come back to read this at least 10 times
30th Jan 2023 2:01am
☺️ thank you it was a great experience writing it together with friends here. I'm putting together a collaboration of 7 writers as we speak I hope you'll enjoy it. 🙏🏻
