Don't Let Me Drink Apple Juice Anymore
what use be song says the breeze
along the cleft of mine vision hanging
as the branch lags close to the ground
and as the sound invites the morning
to linger around the boundaries of night?
what use be vision if eyes see not the breeze
along the branches that close the path hanging
like a choir of sound beneath the sky, the ground
acts in a healing mood to nurture the eyes of morning
into the absence and void this desolate night.
what use be branches if trees feel not the breeze
and sound hears no echo and syllables hang
on syllables and all that was taught
was a dream of what was known
and the morning found the night
and the night the morning
and the song the vision
and the vision
scowling,
warning
the sound.
along the cleft of mine vision hanging
as the branch lags close to the ground
and as the sound invites the morning
to linger around the boundaries of night?
what use be vision if eyes see not the breeze
along the branches that close the path hanging
like a choir of sound beneath the sky, the ground
acts in a healing mood to nurture the eyes of morning
into the absence and void this desolate night.
what use be branches if trees feel not the breeze
and sound hears no echo and syllables hang
on syllables and all that was taught
was a dream of what was known
and the morning found the night
and the night the morning
and the song the vision
and the vision
scowling,
warning
the sound.
posted by Dusty Bottoms at 5:36 AM
4 Comments:
" ...
as the sound invites the morning to linger around the boundaries of night?"
- really like this here line: true. mythic. vision.
The bird song of dawn ...
A really tight piece you have, Mr Bottoms. Interweaving symbols and repetition gives emphasis and cadence - like a mantra of Broodism - a solemn hymn without conviction - existential and lost.
Then, the switch to finding - though void of optimism - easy, careful - believe; don't hope:
"and the morning found the night
and the night the morning
and the song the vision
and the vision
scowling,
warning
the sound.
The classic stiffarm to the blithering romantic!
Cheers!
R-
Geeze,
Randy said it sooooo well,
I really have nothing 2 add!
:)
Hut r u geez a cup luh fagHots i mene suxs each uthshers tulebaxes aeddy. FUxing buhtcrust's.
whut r u geez a cuplah fahgHots or schumtin. fUxing buhtcrust's/.?
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