Flatulating Verbalizations

Complete nonsense about conversations I had with a guy I worked with who enjoyed words as much as I.

With eloquence we deliquesce
Under a midnight sun
Having emerged
Through the fluxes and fugues of time.
And coalesce a millennium later
Upon a noon day moon
To rendezvous with our intellectual ally-
Zachariah!
Parlayer of thought.
Harbinger of creation.
Whose verbal alchemy
Enables our chronol exploits.
From whose utterance explodes
Fantastic ideas!
Like great gaseous balloons
Tethered to our minds
Flatulating tentacles
Carry us to new horizons!

For Zach. 1998

Author's Note

I took liberties with the English language, I know.

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

We all need a Zach in our intellectual lives. And the libertine use of language, that is what poetic licence is for. Brings to mind Samuel Greenburg, Rimbaud and the like. Thanks for sharing, Bill.

[William Michael Reeves]

You touch on an important subject. Knowing someone in our lives who is as interested in words as we poets are. That's what has been so inspirational about writerscafe. So many like-minded people. Zach and I used to spend the day together in a man lift playing word games, trying to stump each other and stuff. Thanks Frederick

[Red Brick Keshner]

We are it seems up for seeking out and exploring all the varied ways of growing this expression and exercise of language. To me the wonder of social media and writing-thinking can be likened to a current day absinthe. lol.