Jump to content
Poetry Magnum Opus

Or (Read a Banned Book!): 9/27 - 10/3/2015


dr_con
 Share

Recommended Posts

Or (Read a Banned Book!): 9/27 - 10/3/2015

 

My quiet gets loud

Do you have strength in

madness or do you take

The Truth as it is bound

She who has been

trapped by generations

of greed between leather

paper papyrus stone metal

sometimes human skin As

a matter of faith passed

down by disease riddled

ancestors who hid from

the Mortal and invested

in the Shadow thoughts

and prayers most grand

at least to them leading

to the myth of

 

Forbidden Books

 

Who could open the Chasm

show us the Abyss in ordinaries

a teacup rattles with the passage

of souls A Heretic’s excommunication

from the salty sublimity of an oyster

or Did You? look askance at the

neighbor sunbathing or by denying

the human efficiency of capital’s cold

logics after all we were gestated in

The Chaos

 

Temperatures defying dualist

interpretations of hot or cold

nothing friendly to domestic

definitions of Life or Love

even the miracle Light

had nothing to roost

on it was seconds

away but when

Time Was New

How far it seemed

 

To Old men denying the young

to the banning of Points of View

To the petty harvest we call a feast

and maybe that is alright after all

so much is a simple veneer to make

the leavings of Suns be pretty to dignify

the scat to hide the horrible beauty

at the center of our hearts and the

revelations which destroys Worlds

 

And That Book

That Poem

explodes them again and again

and nowhere in the moving nothing

the vortex of one small galaxy passing

through a billion billion improbable things

is a ripple even felt all that power turns

to dust Or

 

thegateless.org Come on over and check out my poetry substack y'all;-) Or if your bored, head to the Zazzle store: https://www.zazzle.com/store/gateless. If you buy anything I lose a bet, so consider that before you violate the digital rules.

 

Gate(less.png

Link to comment
Share on other sites

my quiet gets loud

 

disease riddled ancestors

 

petty harvest we call a feast

 

Wow. The frustration is palpable in your words. Honestly, the last stanza has me puzzled as to the ending "Or" but I still like this. It resonated with me.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Fascinating piece that covers so much for me: tallies with 'lost' gospels, scientific archaeology, astral awareness and thought control. A prompt that this enduring planet is in no danger from us-- but rather that our overbearing egocentric species is; for all the knowledge of our past won't change human nature. G.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Join the conversation

You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.
Note: Your post will require moderator approval before it will be visible.

Guest
Reply to this topic...

×   Pasted as rich text.   Paste as plain text instead

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Your link has been automatically embedded.   Display as a link instead

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.

 Share

×
×
  • Create New...

Important Information

By using this site, you agree to our Guidelines.