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your poems are leaking
oozing binary strings
emotions, images, history
before the half-life decay
I am receiving you
across the space/time continuum
your thoughts flow in code,
pump my heart,
drip through me with arterial insight--
inspire me
with sensual repetitions
driving life source
your algae spreads, your grass grows,
your flowers transform time
pistils and stamens glowing
your words become my atmosphere
your rant of injustice roars
through urban jungles of my mind
I leave the church
follow the bread-crumbed path
you left in rhyme
to search for the god that connects us
your sensuous data proves
though we are mini-
microbes in the universe
yet
like the TARDIS we are
all vast and malleable on the inside
your imagination rises
huge as a moonlight monolith
able to transform,
translate,
transact,
transfer sets of self
across time
relaying intuitive understanding
providing capsules of
love, hate, light, darkness,
fear, comfort, beauty, loneliness
your inspiration
reorders the centers of my thinking
your delivery
births my inventions each new day
your music rings the spheres
peeling down from age to age
© Gay Reiser Cannon * 10/31/13 * All Rights Reserved
heck yes... that's what good poetry can do to us... love the thoughts flowing in code...pumping the heart... i love how words can touch in a fullness that i have never thought would be possible before i discovered poetry... full hit..smiles
ReplyDelete..or maybe poetry discovered me... dunno...smiles
ReplyDeleteWow, lots to love here, like the line /to search for the god that connects us/ god with little "g", part of the gods, dog spelled backward; and I really dig the parts that refer to Tardis myth, that some things, including us, are much bigger on the inside than it appears, microcosm vibes, like those tents in Harry Potter novels that really are 5000 square foot mansions.
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautifully inspiring tribute. Gorgeous!
ReplyDeletenice...i love how there is an explosion of life in grass and flowers...terraforming...through words across time....def a surreal edge to it, but i really lie the overall metaphor or cosmic cosmetic you give this gay....
ReplyDeleteGreat imagery... and wonderful choice of words. A poem can do wonders. So well presented- how we get inspired and influenced and transfixed by the written word. :-)
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Words are certainly a wonderment and you did well by them Gay. >KB
ReplyDelete"your rant of injustice roars
ReplyDeletethrough urban jungles of my mind"
Your entire poem resonates--very nicely done.
A great poem about the symbiosis between reader and writer, how the words grows this way, feeding on one, being nurtured by the attention of the other. It's something that keeps growing, even after death, despite all the lonely differences (and perhaps BECAUSE of the distances. Perhaps this is why nuclear physics is closest in kin to poetry. Fine fine work, Gay.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully done. You're a fine poet!
ReplyDeleteLovely to read you Gay ~
ReplyDeleteI specially like this part (including format on the page):
your imagination rises
huge as moonlight monolith
able to transform,
translate,
transact,
transfer sets of self
This is marvelous!
ReplyDeleteReading some poets is a world-making experience. Lovely writing here, the music ringing the spheres (musica universalis ) is a beautiful thought. Excellent!
ReplyDeleteLuscious! I love it all, cannot pick a part. I felt like your narrator was speaking my mind to some of the scifi writers who inspire me--Kate Wilhelm, Sheri Tepper, Octavia Butler, Starhawk, Marjorie Kellogg--lots of the old girls and some new ones ... and also the prayer meeting, Friends of Jesus, that I just returned from, and all of the faith I've looked through to understand Love and Light. Thank you.
ReplyDeletegreat -- it was really good, and then the Tardis took me over! I really liked this
ReplyDelete*mind blown* and I'm in love! This is a really cool write! Glad to see Tardis there!
ReplyDeleteThis is a rare and perfect gateway, an exchange through time and space that enriches life. When we can engage these dialogues with artists throughout time we find our own work blossoms. May be my new favorite of yours (so hard as I have quite a few favorites). I love it, thank you for the treat :)!
ReplyDeleteThis is one wild write/ride. Exceptionally vivid! I like it!
ReplyDeleteThis is masterful!
ReplyDelete"your poems are leaking"
ReplyDeleteLeaking through an uncared-for hole! This poem rocks! I wish i heard it spoken!
I so love "I am receiving you across the space/time continuum"........a wonderful write! The stuff of dreams.
ReplyDeleteHey Gay-- so much energy and wonder here and I love your mixture of the traditional-- the bread strewn path-- we need crumbs to get us home! Thanks. Karin at Manicddaily.
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