Double Your Stars

rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
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it’s not often that we start off
searching for something irregular
antagonizing over a familiar thing
which causes itself

with your last reading
some ill-hushed luminary
cornered the moon in its mirror
causing terrible sonnets and tides

incongruency left at the hearth
full well
I know I’m not happy with these parts
twice in the time among us
two of our fields while dying
whose souls were not ours to mate to the boiling point of foreign heights anyway
flew up to what I thought was an unremarkable thing to race toward
who cares what it was

I was never that good at protecting you

I wouldn't compare the lack-luster voices with our one voice sitting flat
once the remaining sliver edges
is shown the silver tinge of knowing
but for fortune telling, the reward is watching the drips singe
to where each a bit is increasing
each destined to float into a full-on destiny

it's time to think that
if floating gives that much rise, somebody should go first
no hills or streams would burden its toll, no,
no streams too lush or valley too tall none that are padded beyond our control

we don’t just become taken with poetic lace held by the
dude, you’re going to war
sitting crossed and bowed
with waiting flexed
and coated with matter

because it doesn't
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Comments

  • the wolfthe wolf Posts: 7,027
    I really like this piece. A lot.
    Peace, Love.


    "To question your government is not unpatriotic --
    to not question your government is unpatriotic."
    -- Sen. Chuck Hagel
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    Thanks wolf!
  • Dang Dang wrote:
    ~ ~ ~


    full well
    I know I’m not happy with these parts

    this is the only line I get... i feel dumb
  • Dang Dang wrote:
    ~ ~ ~
    ... something irregular

    ...
    cornered the moon in its mirror
    causing terrible sonnets and tides

    ...
    two of our fields while dying
    ...
    who cares what it was

    I was never that good at protecting you
    ...
    it's time to think that
    if floating gives that much rise, somebody should go first
    no hills or streams would burden its toll, no,
    no streams too lush or valley too tall none that are padded beyond our control

    we don’t just become taken with poetic lace held by the
    dude, you’re going to war
    ...
    because it doesn't
  • rollingsrollings Posts: 7,124
    are you smarter?
  • dumber... but cooler
  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    wild
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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