TRANSMUTATION

Mental emotional

 

Movement in translation

 

Incoherent phrases and logic

Light from a far off prism

Clinging to the abstract of my frame

Taking into consideration the ugly of life

Killing softly the desire of fertile flesh that causes cures

How timely is the death of an idea…?

 

Laughter

Insane laughter making ones head dizzy

Grasping at the focal point of that irritating noise

Constant laughter

 

A painted face

Disfigured underneath…a pancake wax job

Happy in a stroke of a brush

Until you peel back the grease paint

SCREAM….is this me?

 

Gripped with fear

Flooded with unconscious memories

Memories of something

Something that called me touched me told me to look out of the window before I drop that finalstrainofsnot

Jumping into a pool of air…

Just air

Just air

Just air

Eliminating funk, no more of the obvious putting on of airs and of the front

Trying to get along with society

I am creating dense darkness inside of deep solitude

Regretting nothing owing nothing but taking

Taking

Taking

Taking away your choice of when love shall be given

When tears will be shed

Giving you a spectacular display of

TRANSMUTATION………

Moving out of this realm

I have

Evolved....see me

BABy©2011

Author's Note

I wrote this a few minutes ago while sitting at my station...losing one of my favorite patients....this is what was going through my mind.

Reviews

[POETIC VIXEN]

placed me in transition

[MS. BABy]

Thanks Glam girl, and welcome to my world, and I will def be over to return the favor

[GlamGirl]

Wow! This is the first piece I have read of yours, and WOW. This is amazing! You have a lot of talent!

[MS. BABy]

thank u ms poetrybunny I just love ur name and I think ur work is awesome.

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Very interesting... and a good write, i love the structure around the pictures.

[MS. BABy]

PROPAGANDIST^

thank u very much and thank u for reading and enjoying

[PROPAGANDIST]

WOW i am speachless this i a very powerful peice i love the ending and the visuals



^PROPAGANDIST^

[MS. BABy]

my mr.Rue...beautiful as always...thank u so much for ur thoughts within thoughts

[Rikkevi Rue]

ah how attached can we become to another soul, having lingered and entwined, departure is sad and tired, like a gray cloud. But then the having known is the sun and the moon and the rainbow...and those cherished memories we take with us forever, even if just as a warm happy glow.

Beautifully written as are all your pieces!

[MS. BABy]

OT...I am honored by ur comment since I think that you are a great poet...thank you so much for giving me the energy to make words even better...lol if that is possible