Sideways Monday

Fuel & Pollen, part two.

Sideways Monday.

A sideways monday, the traffic swims through lithic caverns. Stoney templates,

cutouts of transition, mother to daughter, son to father. Wisdom. 

Adrenaline is a paste,"I'll cascade it onto your bones, boy" they said while trying to stir me up.

 "Hurry up my son, calcium riddles run through our health" mother cried, 

"rusted limbs decompose after the sunrise".. rebirth. 

Newly woven quilts hook into my skin, loving the warmth of the skeleton. Pulse raises,

fluctuations in the waves, breathing ascends. Surging against our esophagus, scaly,

but it makes us lucid, oh so lucid. Affiliated into reality, the morning hours do this. 

Even when we are too weary to awaken. 

Author's Note

Fuel and Pollen part two.

Reviews

[Barbara Walker]

Theyl will say anything to get you up! Ha!

[Forest Green]

this is charming...brings back some memories. i enjoy your poetry..:)

just wanted to comment again..

[Coyote Poetry]

Great poetry, artwork and music. Good thoughts create by the entertaining poetry. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Corset]

Hm, this makes me think of somewhere in between forward and back, the beginning of something like a new week, time period, sleepy sleepy with sun on your lashes the day and reality tries to wake you but the dream you are having incorporates the alarm going off into your dream and you are trying to smash it in you dream because you are not ready to start up and a new week again, because the dream that you have is warm and safe and wonderful were it not for that blasted alarm clock!

[Yheela]

Great and confusing imagery.

[That_Girl]

Oh so lucid! Nicely done!

[Dayran]

A sideways view of the world preserves the creative impulse in the individual and persuades him that the best poem is still to be written. And within, the world runs fairly on all fours, capturing the role of our will in everything it engages, unlike the world outside today.

[~]

This piece is very surreal. It is confusing to a point of making a kind of sense, I think. It makes me think of needing to get away from the boring mundane of life and become something new. Much like a dream. Just my own opinion, of course. A very interesting read.

[Waelboy]

Makes you wanna stop and take a breath between words!

[Pax]

unique like a short prose-poem style..i like it..
full of realities morning hours...
great!