Saturday, March 3, 2012

nexus


Image from Walter Smith


Like a clot on the brain,
a nexus of neurons blinking yes/no
to yesterday (my death)
to today (my death)
to tomorrow (my death)

singing electromagnetic
siren calls on a visual field
seething with passions
desired for desolate shores
needing infinite mores
sliding down voids borne
across myriad galaxies

let me find my personal chaos
let me destroy myself
and remake and shift
from nothing to being
to tremble like a note
on a multiverse string

i got the package
i got the directions
i'll fold myself in triplicate
fold myself into any shape
and morph to replace
what i was never again

my death defying act
will traipse the web of nodes
strung across a shrinking sphere
that implodes and explodes
in accelerating spirals

Like a clot on the brain,
a nexus of neurons blinking yes/no
to yesterday (my death)
to today (my death)
to tomorrow (my death)


12 comments:

  1. As always, you have a great way of combining flow and alliteration with a depth of meaning. The "clot on the brain" and death references has a scary but powerful intensity, heightened by the repetition. Beyond that, I just like how you play with words like "strung across a shrinking sphere / that implodes and explodes" among many others.

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  2. nice...a really great refrain...the repeat of (my death) the first time was a nice shock value and made me sit up a bit...

    let me find my personal chaos
    let me destroy myself
    and remake and shift
    from nothing to being
    to tremble like a note
    on a multiverse string

    that was def my fav stanza....nice flow, and play on words as well...nice contrasting visuals...i like much charles...almost as much as the beard...ha

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  3. brian beat me to it, but I must say that the verse he quoted is also my fav - I can really relate to it. This one as well -

    i got the package
    i got the directions
    i'll fold myself in triplicate
    fold myself into any shape
    and morph to replace
    what i was never again

    has me reflecting. nicely done as alway, Charles!

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  4. smiles...just saw that both parts of my fav lines have already been mentioned by bri and sheila...so will spare you copying them into your comment box for a third time...but also liked..singing electromagnetic siren calls on a visual field seething with passions...and this is because i find the image very palpable as i'm working in a company that produces measuring devices, based on the electromagnetic principle.. very special visual and a great piece throughout charles

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  5. Another powerful piece from you....great flow and alliteration. Thought provoking and beautifully done...

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  6. This is also very strong. I am more partial to the ones with more specific physical details, but this--especially the repeated stanza--is very strong rhythmically, and universal. K.

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  7. I must say 'ditto' to all of the above. Very nice, Charles.

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  8. yay! my favorite of yours yet! love it! yay! ;-)

    ala brian sheila claudia, my fav stanza (though i also really liked the folding in triplicate & "to replace
    what i was never again" ) is :

    "let me find my personal chaos
    let me destroy myself
    and remake and shift
    from nothing to being
    to tremble like a note
    on a multiverse string"

    great stuff, gotta digg this ;-)

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  9. I felt my pulse racing with your words...beautiful write. My fav lines have already been quoted but I am swept with the refraining lines of death (and rebirth).

    Have a good Sunday ~

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  10. I really enjoyed the fractured/frenetic nature of this piece. It made even more sense when looking at the picture you have use for the prompt. In a way- it felt fractured/disconnected- which then coupled with the deaths of 'me' yesterday, today and tomorrow gave a sense of confusion- of multiple personalities- I've often felt like this ha ha

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  11. Hey Charles, Walter here. Cool poem. I felt your emotional connection to the piece. I agree with all of the sentiments about the various stanzas. They are all great. I feel like you have an inner knowledge (conveyed in your words) of the pain of my addiction at the time. It was a dark time. And at times felt it felt like a living death.

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  12. Hello Mr C, just thought I'd take a look at your blog, and see if I have missed any, & sure enough>>> I really enjoyed the form of this poem, the circular close. I especially appreciate the conceptual, turned into the experiential, by feat of your imagination: the removal of self from contextual time, to a rebirth into the unity of cosmos, the becoming self, greater & truer..death but not death, i feel an estatic shade here..hmmm

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