Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR (A Collection of Select Works... / The City That Never Sleeps)

Kaleidoscopic verve of vision
we dare to tread finest lines,
steady as the marionette
dangling o'er a child -
recklessly, drunkingly,
grade school tom-foolishly,
metaphorically breathing,
teasing and testing,
delivering loud messages
so subtlely...as 'we' do so well,
quite collectively, such variety,
like potpouris scent of diversity,
synthesizing all principles
of written locution;
and have you studied
the grammarical bible
of parlance, keen lexia
in lieu of lingual dreck?
personally i'd rather
be accused of shibboleth,
or the strange esoteric,
as the Masons so practiced
so f r e e l y.....covertly
bizarre in dark legendries,
by death pledge in blood
to protect their covenants
while frightening the bejesus
out of Quakers and Democrats -
threaded codes do tell tales
with their symbols 'n numerals
not so different then we
and our underlying themes
diagnal acrostics
interpretations,
indignations,
surrealistic Dali-ations,
cryptic lexicon just so -
we can create our own covenant
of dark, linguistic pages;
pages, thick with cold richness,
''our'' richness, and blood;
blood that pours hard
from every stroke of our pens,
from every rush to our brains.
And thats poetry of the Abstract
surrealistic free verse
...yes it is -
right above,
as forementioined, yes,
thats what it be-
and it's so strangely beautiful to me.