deepundergroundpoetry.com
Road to all the places I don't know...
I accept the road,
but let it be done
of travel beams,
whose wood
not from a tree,
but of air solidified in
dream and breath
of singing.
><((((º>
¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º>..¸¸. ><((((º>
..´¯`...¸¸..´¯`..¸¸. ><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.
><((((º>¯`..¸¸. ><((((º>
..´¯`..¸¸..´¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ..´¯`..¸¸..´¯`..¸¸. ><(( ((º>
¯`..¸¸.><(((º > ¯`..¸¸.><(((º>¯`..¸¸.
><((((º>
¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º>..¸¸. ><((((º>
..´¯`...¸¸..´¯`..¸¸. ><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.
><((((º>¯`..¸¸. ><((((º>
that is not flat,
so that you slide them
do not consume themselves in nothingness.
So be steep,
curve in a sinuous body
that takes us away
from ground to high.
And when I'm
at the lowest of this
twisted trail body,
I will silence the silence
and I will sing to friends
let them be the sun.
><((((º>
¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º>..¸¸. ><((((º>
..´¯`...¸¸..´¯`..¸¸. ><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.
><((((º>¯`..¸¸. ><((((º>
..´¯`..¸¸..´¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ..´¯`..¸¸..´¯`..¸¸. ><(( ((º>
¯`..¸¸.><(((º > ¯`..¸¸.><(((º>¯`..¸¸.
><((((º>
¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º>..¸¸. ><((((º>
..´¯`...¸¸..´¯`..¸¸. ><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.
><((((º>¯`..¸¸. ><((((º>
There, in the hold of the journey,
I will cast my anchor averse
and stray and I will stick the razor
of the teeth on the bones of the
landscapes and my hooks
desperate will mirror
the solar fraternity that spills here,
in the basement of the springs
and in the seeds
that straighten
inside the dense earth
their own wings.
PAR
I offer myself as tribute to
Daniel Christensen (The Fire Elemental)
but let it be done
of travel beams,
whose wood
not from a tree,
but of air solidified in
dream and breath
of singing.
><((((º>
¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º>..¸¸. ><((((º>
..´¯`...¸¸..´¯`..¸¸. ><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.
><((((º>¯`..¸¸. ><((((º>
..´¯`..¸¸..´¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ..´¯`..¸¸..´¯`..¸¸. ><(( ((º>
¯`..¸¸.><(((º > ¯`..¸¸.><(((º>¯`..¸¸.
><((((º>
¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º>..¸¸. ><((((º>
..´¯`...¸¸..´¯`..¸¸. ><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.
><((((º>¯`..¸¸. ><((((º>
that is not flat,
so that you slide them
do not consume themselves in nothingness.
So be steep,
curve in a sinuous body
that takes us away
from ground to high.
And when I'm
at the lowest of this
twisted trail body,
I will silence the silence
and I will sing to friends
let them be the sun.
><((((º>
¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º>..¸¸. ><((((º>
..´¯`...¸¸..´¯`..¸¸. ><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.
><((((º>¯`..¸¸. ><((((º>
..´¯`..¸¸..´¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ..´¯`..¸¸..´¯`..¸¸. ><(( ((º>
¯`..¸¸.><(((º > ¯`..¸¸.><(((º>¯`..¸¸.
><((((º>
¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º>..¸¸. ><((((º>
..´¯`...¸¸..´¯`..¸¸. ><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.><(((º> ¯`..¸¸.
><((((º>¯`..¸¸. ><((((º>
There, in the hold of the journey,
I will cast my anchor averse
and stray and I will stick the razor
of the teeth on the bones of the
landscapes and my hooks
desperate will mirror
the solar fraternity that spills here,
in the basement of the springs
and in the seeds
that straighten
inside the dense earth
their own wings.
PAR
I offer myself as tribute to
Daniel Christensen (The Fire Elemental)
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 246
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.