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Gravity
Contributed by
xHeathenx
on
Friday, 19th August 2016 @ 07:28:55 AM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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(I started this based on a state of mind I was in, as well as a "daydream" you could say,
in which I saw myself being pulled into darkness, as I felt how this poem starts for
nearly a half-dozen hours this morning at work, and I found myself concerned
for and of my thoughts and almost... existentially petrified; terrific, without the
specific suffix.(subtle subpar wordplay anyone?)
But, what turned it around-though only for a brief moment, was what this poem is,
and then I quickly returned again. Strangely however, in writing it out,
it feels far better of relief.
Gravity
Empty, nothing, hour still
Everywhere, silence shrill
Ripped, torn, bile-born
Enveloped, inward scorn
"Bring a torch-" she said,
"-It/'/s dark outside."
With smug remark I reply:
"And I am dark inside."
But the void is not a trifle
An inverse absconder
I/'/m drawn in and learn,
The reality of spurn
Ship becomes wreck;
Wreck becomes island;
Island becomes ship;
Recurrence in slip
Each transpiration
Excels sensation
Life is so slow...
Yet too fast for me
I say "The ship, isle,
/'/Macuahuitl***-style/'/;
They aren/'/t real,
But my soul surreal"
Back to senses and feet
"Scamper off in a hasty retreat!
You ruse of illusion!
Brightblind confusion!"
Pulled by gravity;
Near-drowned in brevity;
Letting go, it capitulate!
Following, I castigate!
***Though it may be obvious to some as to what this is intended to be, for those of whom it wouldn/'/t, I explain: The "macuahuitl"(I don/'/t even know how to necessarily pronounce it, but my guess is "Mah-kooUh/kwah-Hoy/hhwee-Tull/tle") is an ancient Aztec weapon utilizing shards of obsidian rock socketed into wooden planks, and used as "swords" and even "clubs".
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Re: Gravity
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by hauntedscorp on
Monday, 5th December 2016 @ 10:09:15 AM AEST
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Well this won/'/t do...I see some poems on your account page that have fallen by the wayside.
I too take pride in your wordplay here. ^_^ Everytime you have enlightened me as to the hidden content in your poetry I have been impressed. Not only do I consider you to be one of a small handful of YPDCer/'/s who can seemingly write about ANYTHING. You also manage to find a way to keep learning on your journey, and teaching your readers something new and interesting as well.
What a wonderful gift!
P.s where are these battle raps? Let/'/s go, 9 Mile. ;)
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