Process/Yours, mine and ours.

Process/Yours, mine and ours.

A Poem by dukovan
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Creative process

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An inexplicable scribble to get the day started.
Blinding basking in my bullshit,
I bullshit no one in this white backdrop.

Equipped with know-how of serendipity.
Let go of longing or whys of how.
Hold on the to hues of now,
until they let you go.

The young die well,
and the good die young.
Repeating from anothers' tongue,
"Like dying young, idols got the best of me."

A solider in a French cafe,
obscuring in absinthe, then returning from emerald fairies,
escaping sovereignty for a while.

The holy neon tangerine river
humming to eternity,
is longing for parched fighters,
seeking collaboration.

A red-haired woman at the bar,
barters with a ring,
like a virgin losing a child.

Oh the possibilities are endless,
the tongues twist in every way,
beckoning children to come and stay,
but they want everything.

© 2012 dukovan


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"a red-haired woman at the bar,
barters with a ring,
like a virgin losing a child."

I love , love, love this stanza....good work, dana.

Posted 12 Years Ago


ok, holy s**t, you've outdone yourself, and me, and I can't speak for anyone else, but if I felt inclined I'd keep it to myself.
so yeah I was perusing a good def for serendipity and I found
"an aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident." I am far too old to be having to even look that word up, but what an apropos definition to go along with the theme of this exquisite piece of literature.
you go through some playful and interesting dualities which almost read like Kant-ian aphorisms with a splash of Dali and Buddha thrown in for good measure. A little more stirring in the next stanza, then you go into cleverly inspired classical/surreal poetic musings with the poise of a Ginsberg and Bukowski....and you end with the last two stanzas in a snake-like dna spiral eating itself and exploding into a super nova of simplicity/re-composition, exiling the dead skin that had been clinging to the last layer of consciousness that you no longer remember.
I'm gonna go try to remember how to make a second cup of coffee and roll a cigarette now

Posted 12 Years Ago


Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander

12 Years Ago

I will send you some youtube stuff via a comment and we can email some ideas

eglantine

12 Years Ago

he's really good at it!
Shmoke-Sifted Heftlander

12 Years Ago

aww, thanks you!
i enjoyed reading it .....good job

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 12 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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