Poetry from Langwidge, March 27, 2010
The following poems were created by rolling a pair of dice. The number from the dice determined the number of poetic entries to blindly select from a common box.
The structure of each poem was created by the order the entries were selected.
1.
this is reversal
clouds coming up through earth's crust
all my orange drizzles around in dust
I fly over this, I needn't touch down
Earth is melting
manna comes down
my wings are lifted by
heat from the ground
Lift off!
Earth Burnt and Fractured
Evaporated Anger
Unexpressed Blindness
earth's breath
greeny pastures of ooze
trudging uphill I see my shadow and a whale
I'm near a synthetic ocean
one that's flat and even dry
cured epoxy cementÂ
fake lily sky
but here's where I swim
and here's where I'll die
your piano carries me anywhere
you play
standing stones
scottish shore
volcanic mist
walk to the top edge
as above, so below
coolness rising
You and me
never the same
mountain ranges between us
ocean depths......storms
air that we breathe
the only media
that unites
I lived there so long the ocean was like a person to me.
A giant meatball rolling towards its destiny.
2.
East coast sunsets
are less brilliant
but the sand between my toes
feels more like home.
Scary golf course littered laced
and smoking with traps sandy
silken tofu nowhere is there a
flag or a hole to crawl into
Dark fog charcoal wall
surrounding me give me grass
but it wriggles this grass
maybe the rocks will protect me
marshmallow antlers and steamy pea soup
There's a smiley
in the foam
red glee
misty canyon aerie wheat
volcanic atmosphere rock strewn beach
geyser rivulets
yves tanguy
shadows
cliff hanger
steam
heat
his daughter in a box, pushed out to sea
wash of creation
thrum
pure thin air
Moses parts a red and vanillas sea
A single, persistent surfer.
I'd made a mistake coming here.
bleed