Talons, Beaks, and Truth

The slim string of thought

Slips and sneaks through the

Prison bars of fingers tired of

Holding on to reason.

I rise aimlessly, weightlessly

Like a runaway balloon in

An endless sky,

Like a dissipating, formless cloud,

Like the lazy, early morning fog that

Lingers outside doors and windows,

But enters none.

Walls define, decide,

Splinter and carve up what’s one

Into left and right.

Saints and saviors fly above us

Like eagles, screeching

Their wordless wisdom

Down into the dark

Where droplets of the self-same sea

Splash one against the other

In a mighty, imaginary fight.

Reviews

[Lorry]

I do be having some problemations with my inspirations also too as well my friend. Not that you'd be able to tell from your poetification here though.
I find it helps to keep a pack of post it's handy and write down key words as I think them. Only problem is it confuses me when I mistake it for a grocery list 😊

[Laz K.]

all the myiad voices, ideas, and thoughts striving to be heard can make one dizzy. it's sometimes a source of peace, calm and serenity to exist in a state of undifferentiated pre-thought...or no-thought. thank you for reading and commenting.

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful and honest words shared Laz.
"But enters none.
Walls define, decide,
Splinter and carve up what’s one
Into left and right."
I liked the above lines. All of us find a place where we must decide what we need or not. I enjoyed the poetry, made my old mind ponder and think tonight. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Miss Sharon]

(I rise aimlessly, weightlessly Like a runaway balloon in An endless sky,) Beautiful imagery! Love this write. ~Sharon

[keith]

now & then a piece comes along and reaches, no, grabs my attention for one of many reasons
in this offering i see spoken word
it has such great flow allowing a variance of tempo giving pause where needed and the staccato pace where intended
from one being to another i say thank you
thank you from my artistic element
thank you from a reader of poetry
and thank you for such illumination
WOW!

[Laz K.]

You're right about the spoken word influence. It's very nice to know that there's at least one human being out there that can "hear" these lines.
I am humbled by your very kind response.
Thank you for reading and for leaving this best of comments!

[keith]

my uncle was a 'beatnik'
he took me to a coffee house when i was about 10 or so to watch his jazz trio play and read/recite their writings
a real maynard g krebs experience that i remember so well
set me on the course of exploring my way into the art world

[Chris Shaw]

I get a real feeling here of everything being beyond grasp. Out of reach There's a real struggle going on here. That slim string of thought seems positively ghostly. Your lines played on my emotions. Another great piece of writing Laz.

Chris

[Ken e Bujold]

a dazzling display Laz. A great read, imagery, diction and line scans are all done with a master's stroke

Ken e

[Laz K.]

thank you for reading, and offering these very kind words. they are very much appreciated.