poetry philosophy 5 more

Life Out of Line with Time
Turning T-I-M-E into L-I-F-E can devowel/devour;
distorting synchronicity, imploding TM without exit plan E;
disturbing journey!

Sow mind once again threads letters into words; stringing together this g-ar-men-t; some will see men art, others gr (angry) meant

Living bodies like ‘God’ glass jars! With different shapes/products; but all containers for… mind and spirit? Recycled when empty?

Life’s a bad idea, could cost you dear,
better let pass by, like sleeping dogs lie, or birds fly;
sky high solo unconscious halo

Cloudy daylight, without star in sight;
for some spring chickens, first flight;
Earth distributes dew, oiling engine of flew crew

It is far better to refine than revolt

Sand Gazes Out of Hourglass, Wishes Put Out to Grass

D’ evil to fill lower void
life’s gra-in-dients to avoid
thinking it’ll fall straight under

sands of time, yours and mine

learning too late gravity rules
never seeing glass controller
meaning one becomes two added time

*The heading paraphrases “Better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to speak out and remove all doubt.” I thought it was Shakespeare, but attributed to Abraham Lincoln or Mark Twain!

*The Poem
D’ evil wordplays devil.
gra-in-dients: grain and gradients.
yours and mine: everybody.
gravity rules: double meaning, rules of gravity and gravity rules! exclamation.
one becomes two cross references ‘yours and mine’ and how evil multiplies the ‘sand time’ already given, and can become a part of you, such as time in prison being an all embracing main ‘partner’; or just guilt/regret in the brain.

Hourglasses have been written about quite a lot on this site, as you can see by searching, and are in my last poetry collection.

They’ve probably been of renewed interest to my neurons since one was featured in the The Pretty Reckless song/video 25:

3 free poetry e-books 4 midwinter christmas

A cloudy day today, but the sun still shone through a gap on the horizon, before disappearing into the grey. A few bits of poetic philosophical thought from the last couple of days on Facebook:

Yesterday’s final post-sunrise thoughts:

Collected anagram evidence birth:
threadbare – read breath.
Reined in the berserk.
Returning to Earth.
Mountain trees sea surf.
I think that’s quite enough!

This morning:

A shenel poem (blending shell and kernel for words with another inside):

My h-ear-t has an inner ear,
unwrapping the pea in the pod
of communication you call s-pea-k,
preserving them in a g-row-n row.
(there was an appropriate image on Facebook, and here the alternative colour to black and grey was green!)

Prompted by an MSN article:

Don’t want to be a falien (blending fail-alien); mistake a message from E.T., give away proximity, possibly from Proxima Centauri: Goldilocks #1!
Seriously, if E.T. is contacting me without clarity, it’s difficult to aprende… if they want me to pass it on or keep it secret; if its intentional or accidental; good or evil; trick or treat; I guess I’ll never know… unless we physically meet..!?
P.S. Nice retro greenYgrey image for the new POP age leading the article!

3 Free E-Books

If you like some of the above, I’ve put my last poetry collection and the second of the greenYgrey fantasy fiction trilogy, which also includes a lot of poetry, into the Smashwords end of year sale, so the e-books are free to download and read until New Year.

The third of the greenYgrey trilogy is also free to read with an Amazon Prime account through Kindle Unlimited, and you can take out a free trial membership.