Toe Poetry

[Mohan.C]

Hiding behind the clouds

Not enough light he had
From the sun, Or was that
His light was obscured
By clouds, Or may be he was
Showing his dark side for once.
He wasn't full but certainly
He wasn't none.

Or had he slept, drowned
In the light. For against
The street lights he was
Losing his fight. Or simply
He just didn't want to
Shine tonight. It was, ofcourse,
He thought his own right.

Too soon, he faded but
No one noticed, That his light
Today was bruised and creased.
But up in th sky, he
Was hoping for a miracle.
Hoping that atleast one mortal,
Will not pass by unnoticed.

And when I looked up, almost
Thankfully I felt him smile.
But, that smile too faded in
The mist inside. Now, as the
Clouds break he feels renewed.

He told me, when he died tonight.
"Tomorrow I will come
Back with nothing to hide"

[Mohan.C]

Myriad paths, beyond sunset

On every ray of light,
Spread out in this
Vast ocean sky. Is built
A bridge to take any of the
Myriad paths, beyond sunset.

[austintorn@aol.com]

'Pieces of today' was super, Mohan.

I like

Their beauty in letters,
Unexpressed and impressed,
Immersed in silence.


cool, the tinkling:

The same new light and a few
Tinkling hints of change.

and

Leaving the jewels scattered on the sand

plus, the whole thing.


(Yours, too, TimeParticle—will comment another time.)

[austintorn@aol.com]

Segno (Sign) # 5

“There’s the aether”, replied the other, apace,
“The 5th state, one that pervades all of space,
Yet there are no signposts of it up ahead,
Or anywhere, since it’s in every stead.

“We regard it as the stuff of which Gods are made,
That lively spirit of elixir that their nature bade,
For, just as all mortal creatures inhale the air,
So do immortal and divine natures inhale the aether.”

“The intimation is the mark of their manifestation,
A demonstration and a token of the evidencention—
The aetheric and heavenly sign of things to come,
Both the portent of the miracle and its omen.

“It is of the warning and the notice let,
Presaging both the promise and the threat.
Of this sign the aether follows, the gesture beckons;
‘Tis the signal, the wave and gesticulation reckoned.

“We can read the writing in the sky, the marquee,
Daubed with symbols marking the cipher free,
With characters, figures, and hieroglyphs of time,
The ideogram of the rune, the emblem of the Divine.”

[melanie]

we have no homes now
silk-skinned vagabonds
in sacred poems
we gather
like starlight
in
an oasis of dreams

[racecar]

My irrelevant brain chatter
is of absolutely no matter
so said the mad hatter

when all of a sudden
there was a loud clatter
the moon grew fatter
and his heart began to pitter patter

[austintorn@aol.com]

Some music/video that may inspire poetics:

A sneak peek at Science vs. God in Angels & Demons movie

Note the beautiful sonic texture…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YVvRAEklZt0

or see

http://www.apple.com/trailers/sony_p.../angelsdemons/

for more choices and to be able to save the videos.


Some more music samples from the movie:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pO3b6ieyap0


‘Chevaliers De Sangreal’ movement from ‘Da Vinci Code’

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oyCZ5fh6U1c

"The Holy Grail 'neath ancient Roslin waits.
The blade and chalice guarding o'er Her gates.
Adorned in masters' loving art, She lies.
She rests at last beneath the starry skies."

(Dan Brown)

(‘Roslin’ is a code word for ‘Rose Line’,
the former prime meridian of longitude.)



Mary Magdalene

[Profpat]

TOE REVEALED

She's a very special girl,
From her head down to her toenails..( Rick James Super Freak )

[austintorn@aol.com]

She's a very lovely and special girl that the All en-tails,
From her head down through Everything to her toe-nails.

(How were those videos above, Prof? I tested them; they work.)

[Profpat]

She's a very lovely and special girl that the All en-tails,

From her head down through Everything to her toe-nails.

(How were those videos above, Prof? I tested them; they work.)

I'm sorry Austin could you give me the link to the anti-matter video again. Please.