wandering in wasteland
of denuded life
desolate
sinuous track
takes me
to the terrain
of nowhere
nebulous
I’m entangled
in enmeshing web
of
enigmatic conundrum
shall I escape
from decay delirium
or not
I can’t decide
ingrained imprint
indelible
of
wheel of time
turning
in destiny domain
twisted out
of tormenting tangle
of tortuous trail
of passive past
steers
with promise
of pride
my fraught mind
out of maze
shows me
the pledged pathway
to fervent fountain
of misty meadow
protected
I break open
there
invisible barrier
you’ve built
of seclusion
around your garden
secret
blooming
furtive flowers
hidden
from me
but
I’ll saunter
there
suffused with
seraphic shine
sanguine
of sunburst dawn
new
I wish
before I walk
the last mile
our paths
will cross
entranced
coalesce
into oneness
someday
a snail licks
red dots
a frog
blue coins
a violet fish
in
the deep blue
Seine
rain falls
breathes blue
in the
black void
the throat
of swallows
in love
with rainbows
spiral down
in
pearly music
to
the caress
of blue velvet
there
yellow butterflies nest
& poppies grow
a red carnation
bursts
on
a
blazing field
then
smiles to the
crescent moon
as
a drop of dew
upon
the shadow
of a spiders web
brush
the firmanent with
the nightingales
song
in ciphers
of the unknown
season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
citrus squeezed, lemon and lime ~
love’s carrot-top drizzle.
the umbrella man primed to coalesce,
his yellow crop of hair blends
with watercolor scent.
grinning in the rain, she wears cocktail dress ~
tummy band stretches nine months
as he pays for her drinks.
cockle shells and wedding bells nonetheless.
a beached whale rests on the sand ~
bouquet’s ready to pop.
1/29/2020
Famous poetic lines that inspire Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Silent One
“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness” By John Keats
Sharing is the greatest gift we all possess
The smiling faces on peeps is a joy to assess
Lifts our spirits high above
O'er the country like a dove
Soaring beside us, our spirits coalesce
We coalesce, a mass of limbs,
Our bodies and souls connect.
I know your face, I know your skin,
And every perfect defect.
We speak in whispers, breathe our words,
Kiss our thoughts and feelings.
Laugh out loud, free as birds,
All wounds are quickly healing.
We share our secrets, share our dreams,
Our minds they become one.
But all is not as it seems,
You’re in my head; you’re gone.
Sharing is one of the greatest gifts we all can ever possess
The smiles on faces of those whom we share is an absolute joy to assess
It lifts our spirits to the skies above
As we soar o'er the countryside like a dove
A dove of peace flying beside us as our minds and spirits coalesce
G Jack Ellison 2015
My mind is an eddy in a world of noise,
Silent, still, focused without will,
Hovering on the outskirts of the universe,
Where streams of consciousness coalesce and disperse.
Beyond epistemic wonder, to which we clutch,
Lucidity arises from beyond the veil,
The sliver of reason incarnate,
Between the objective and subjective ego.
And through this void,
Where the ‘self’ has no place,
Certain clarity resides,
An all-encompassing sensation begins to override,
Connected to the boundless depths of space and time.
Filling the chasm where once one did reside,
Now two, drifting celestial bodies gracefully collide,
Complex vessels folding into one, another,
Negating the improbable, they glide effortlessly into place,
Complimentary domains: only natural design could embrace.