Wednesday, April 18, 2018

SCRIBBLING SUBORIGINALS








I skin dive into a region of my mind when blank
It is like taking plunge into flawlessly calm waters
The disturbance caused is within the range of pen
My hands draw as my eyes follow, my mind is absent
Before I realize the paper is filled with scribbles like this.













HERE & NOW






Things can be cool and mellow
If there would be no tomorrow
Just to be in the here and now
Blithe, not any trace of sorrow
Even though no path to follow.



HARDENED CAUSE






A bunch of memories 
tiny bits, mega stories
spread all over the mind
tasty bites, delicious eats
thoughts of the spicy kind
the first hand historic treats.
Some memos are rather tough 
just because they've had it rough
skinny dip your fingers in the sauce
as you get deeper you will find a cause
which has since been hardened, I suppose
choose a happy one, is what I would propose.












ANXIOUS PROCLAMATION





I am reaching out to the source of consciousness
Not just in this World but all across this universe
I should think you will hear me even if I don’t pray
As you can see, humans are approaching the edge
By the looks of it the leaders are behaving strange
As though they were puppets hanging by a grudge
I’d like to know where we’ll be heading after WWIII
We should want to position our egress accordingly
If you would be what most of us expected you to be
Give us your hand, deliver us from impending misery
Such confusion has induced us to trust this illusion
It helps to know if paradise would be within reason.












CAPTURE








A repose amongst fleeting visions
at an interval, a moment, an instance
in a flash it goes, as though it never was
but something was captured, an impression
which alters perception, accordingly the conception
as visions appear only relative to instantaneous capture
infinite possibilities are instigated at a moment's rapture.