Someone inside says, "Get busy."
But I've got appointments to keep,
I have an abstemious love of equations calculated quickly
While the tepid day melts into design.
And the high cheekbones of the beautiful life
Bear the loose look of a calendar by lamplight.
I search for patterns in everything.
I am tied in knots of comprehension.
I think, how useful it might be
To pierce all the hands of the earth
With an oath of pins encircling snarling planets
But talent and shallowness sewn together
Is nothing but a kerchief tied around a survivalist's head,
And it helps to know the feet wriggling through a hole
In the universe will land for an instant
Upon the cushions of the dark,
And that after marching one doozy of a kilometer after another,
We each come upon the same poem scribbled in invisible ink
Taped to the door of a room
In which an austere justice is burning for us.
Knots of comprehension. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
I search for patterns in everything..... Well-written... Congrats for being selected....
And that after marching one doozy of a kilometer after another, We each come upon the same poem scribbled in invisible ink Taped to the door of a room In which an austere justice is burning for us... interesting write with nice diction. Beautiful penmanship. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.
A very fascinating creation with excellent expression.. Enjoyed
tied in knots of comprehension Such a great poem, Noelle...Congrats for being chosen! SweetLyrehc
Complex and yet imminently readable. Need to read more of her work to see if this is her typical style... either way I think I like her
Writing is healing to the soul. We write to express what we cannot say.
Such a great poem, Noelle... congrats for being chosen...10+++*
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I wholly agree with the comment of Mr. Robert Murray Smith. Thanks for sharing.