Jacob Boehme's Pewter Dish

Jacob Boehme's Pewter Dish

A Poem by Onoma

Time and temperature...bottom right of
tele-visioning screen.
And now...torrent crystalized vertical, horizontal.
Fixity of the epochal grope--aegis to the 
refining floodlight.
Reflected back to virtual reality, Jacob Boehme's
pewter dish.
Numbing, the iced pillow of cold illogic...slid
the presented head...melting.
Warming up and up to harmony and chaos--
reintegrated by and by Now.

© 2013 Onoma


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Added on January 2, 2012
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