variant of obsolete

By profligez

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Sulking legs on the high and low of pangs restless in their own way of dismembered limbs coming from an unknown source of energy creating that annoying barrier of drifting mind and linking foot. Ground of pavement moving beneath wandering feet that ache with the breaking of small bones in cubical homes of tissue and painting of flesh scarlet from heat.

I find myself moving, without cause or purpose through eucalyptus trees and fennel leaves of the whirlpool cherry-blossom streets that surrender themselves too easily to giants in technical laughter machines. They grind themselves to where my world belongs, petals falling throughout the air and daylight only lingering. The stumbling lethargy of my shadow swells with the rust coloured branches hoping for spring, green inspiration.


Clouds dissolve into the rain of vancouver city grey gutters washing dust from cars, sweat from skin, raising the smell of dirt and metallic twang to shivering faces buried beneath the swelling layers of almost-snow winter. Flocks of crows screeching in their city terror, heights beyond buildings and rainbows without warning by the still ocean beaches that confuse clay with sand - packed and dry-wet beneath my heavy feet while seaweed clings to the surface looking inept; worms arising from the massage of the pelting dance between grass and spindrift rain.

A silky blur of skulduggery water-blanket pulls itself through the gravel rivets to rest in an under-city sluice.

There is nothing but linking limbs and burdened feet,
blinking tears and wrenching movement from churning joints.
Frozen blood warms into crystal snow beneath my black skin as the wind torments the remaining skittering of white-bodied seagulls crying with more humility than I can find within these debilitated phalanges of mine.







The hazel cataract of the moon lowers its full blind stare.















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Copyright 2003 profligez
Published on Wednesday, March 26, 2003.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: to say this was a monumental piece would be an understatement.so much lush and expressive imagery, I have to read this again...

  • sulkylime On Wednesday, April 28, 2004, sulkylime (203)By person wrote:

    i can't even begin to describe how this poem makes me feel - it seems obvious to me that you're many steps further than me , just beginning with the fact that you find the words to express what i only know with feeling & intuition.. it's ecstatic to read

  • sulkylime On Wednesday, April 28, 2004, sulkylime (203)By person wrote:

    further than? i meant ahead of me.. lol

  • sulkylime On Wednesday, April 28, 2004, sulkylime (203)By person wrote:

    something that speaks truths to your innermost self and delves deep into the mind that's hidden under veils

  • TropicalSnowstorm On Friday, December 19, 2003, TropicalSnowstorm (1718)By person wrote:

    This is such a glorious piece - just thought I'd let you know I have come back to read this several times. It conveys to me being surrounded by disillusion, but not yet being disillusioned...fantastic... Ciao, T/S Scholar

  • diavolessa On Wednesday, April 2, 2003, diavolessa (225)By person wrote:

    this is a perfect piece to end a day in DP w/! there is so much wonderful imagery in this work that i feel speechless, in finding words to express what i feel about it! ~ty for sharing this work! :)

  • TropicalSnowstorm On Thursday, March 27, 2003, TropicalSnowstorm (1718)By person wrote:

    I reread this several times and am, as always, struck by your ability to use words (like fine silken threads) that are part of imagery and phrases that can Scholar

  • TropicalSnowstorm On Thursday, March 27, 2003, TropicalSnowstorm (1718)By person wrote:

    stand alone, but end up being adeptly stitched together into the most beautiful of garmets. "that annoying barrier of drifting mind and linking foot to ground" and the ever so exquisite, Scholar

  • TropicalSnowstorm On Thursday, March 27, 2003, TropicalSnowstorm (1718)By person wrote:

    "water blanket pulls itself through the gravel rivets to rest in an under-city sluice" being just two such examples in this piece. Excellent! Ciao, T/S Scholar

  • A former member wrote: The last line is a semi truck crashing directly into my heart the beats slowing as normal thought process resumes- you're genius, brilliance shining like a star in landfills of mud and garbage... continue Scholar

  • Jonas On Thursday, March 27, 2003, Jonas (768)By person wrote:

    weary the dusty machinations of this burdensom city compel me to lay my head down but sleep does not find one so racked by unanswerable questions. i'm tired. jonas

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