Onoma : Writing

I'm An Idiot

I'm An Idiot

A Poem by Onoma


I'm an idiot...without being self-deprecating,Socratic, or sensational--I state this.My intelligence is Everywhere...but thatvery intelligence refuses..
As You Would Have It

As You Would Have It

A Poem by Onoma


...Could it Be other than as it Is?...As you would have it, is how you'llhave it...the very form of your haveand have not--split down the middleof pra..
Red Rose Garden Submerged by a Flash Flood

Red Rose Garden Submerged by a Flash Flood

A Poem by Onoma


A red rose garden submerged bya flash flood...a break in clouds.The sun plays across the red rosegarden, an aqua posterity...as ifluminescent blinds o..
Dearest Vagary

Dearest Vagary

A Poem by Onoma


...You, dearest vagary, aplomb--werebrought to bear.Vicissitude of memory which is thedispersion of identity.Of a time, and of a place--you...amellifl..
Walls Are Cocksure Pages

Walls Are Cocksure Pages

A Poem by Onoma


Walls are cocksure pages...the supposed squelch of theinarticulate stick figure.Commandeered by dualisticforces that paralyze...fromthe Crown up?Konst..
Only Rise In Effortlessness

Only Rise In Effortlessness

A Poem by Onoma


Clutch this passing away...gold-fleckwith outpouring hands this sableworkspace.Ruffle angelic feathers in a fit ofloving zeal...oblige them holiday.Te..
The Seasoned Have Seasoned

The Seasoned Have Seasoned

A Poem by Onoma


Light's sauntering laughter's plenty welcomein any House I may construct in and out ofdoors.A cherished respite where No spacehas lapsed...why are you..
Alert Me To My Stable

Alert Me To My Stable

A Poem by Onoma


A most liturgical darkness pains the spideryveil of a prey and preyed upon star.Hardwon quietude differentiates obsoletecenters to contrive the offing..
Have a Look

Have a Look

A Poem by Onoma


Here...take hold my eyes--wear them.What do you see...my presence,or my absence?There...I'll take hold your eyes--wear them.What do I see...your prese..
O Lucid Advent

O Lucid Advent

A Poem by Onoma


...To die of air, in the thin of...whose commerce was breath.Whereby beauty swoons of itself...compressed revelation unto thee...come to...O lucid adv..