I LOST A WINDOW

06 15 12

I found a window in the rain
but I had to redefine the sky.
I found the answer in a bag
but despondency I had to buy
with the sense I culled from drawn
infinities erased by dawn.

A window, an answer,
the clarity of a cancer.

I found the nightgowned elder May
dabbing garden green with yellow sponge
of dandelions; ailing May's
sacrament of season will expunge
any scraps of monotone
eye time. My time. I should have known

the almanac I wrote would long
not to be the poster of descent,
and would besmear the writer's wrong
scenes of coal-shaped clouds in what was meant
clandestinely to protect
the window I alone detect.

A dasher, a dancer,
a June bug's sick romancer.

I contemplated greenhouse life:
give the sun to me and I will peel
the skin of heat off while it's ripe,
leaving yellow blindness for its reel
to the rhythm of the time
that matters. Ours? A gofer's rhyme.

A rover turned gofer,
indifferent interloper.

The seasons in my morning tea
on the morrow will be spit out, not
to nurse my timid tongue's "esprit"
from the cower of some inky blot
to the velvet threads of voice -
I'd rather spike the very choice -

but rather to allot a choke
with the room to paint a cynic wince
with regurgitation's slick yolk.
I'll then be a chicken, wont to mince
all the words I long to flame
with the flare bullet of my name.

Window, answer,
sick romancer.
Pane of reason,
calender treason.

Reviews

[.]

I felt every emotion and feeling! WONDERFUL write! 100/100

[kublakhan27]

Thank you so much :D

[.]

Ur welcome! :D

[Ella]

Wow.... amazing... Love it.

[kublakhan27]

Thank you :)

[Ella]

Welcome :)

[Poison Ivy]

this an incredible work

[kublakhan27]

Thanks very much^^

[Cosmic kid]

this is amazing

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much^^

[Seyi Ojenike]

I like this

[kublakhan27]

Thank you^^

[B-poet]

Emphatic and great rhyming scheme. Whatever inspired you to write this. Keep referring to that source. It's one of your best to date.

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much :) The first two lines were in my head for the longest time and a recent bout of melancholy took care of the rest...took forever (i.e. about two weeks) to get it to this point but it was well worth the time.

[Kenneth The Poet]

You rule at this, I am in awe at your ability. The rhythm and rhyme are pitch perfect.

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much^^

[afra]

i loved the first stanza ....and overall the poem was good ....well done

[kublakhan27]

Thank you^^

[quixotic_rose]

Ambiguous, mysterious. A rather interesting web of concepts you create here.

The seasons in my morning tea
on the morrow will be spit out, not
to nurse my timid tongue's "esprit"
from the cower of some inky blot
to the velvet threads of voice -
I'd rather spike the very choice -

I very much rather like that stanza I copied/pasted right up there. It made me smile :). your word choice and the ones you pair together never cease to amaze me :D great work as usual!

[kublakhan27]

Thank you as always :D This one basically became all about the flow eventually, and i was determined to get the meter perfect while keeping the rhymes creative lol It took a little while :P

[quixotic_rose]

oh, you def got the creative down and the meter. flows a little edgy but its nothing very perceptible in this. as always, you're welcome ten tons :)

[kublakhan27]

:D

[Androglossia]

I have read this poem four times now in less than 20 mminutes here at the office while doing my paperworks trying to capture its very essence but it eventually gave me a headache. The poems delivers ambiguity. Although self reflection or some emotion is clearly present, in some way it isn't immediately apparent in the lines. Since the information or the story is vague it is difficult to form any interpretation at the desired level of specificity.

But I understand that sometimes, the mind is overloaded with thoughts, interlacing thoughts, images, overflowing ideas that could result a piece that depends solely on intrinsic form rather than on narrative content or imagery.

I've made poems like this. And after we finish the piece, we are released from abstract and annoying thoughts.

[kublakhan27]

It's hard to explain...as I've mentioned to some of the others, I spent about three weeks on this one and at some point it became my baby :P It is abstract maybe even inaccessible at some points but there is some meaning in it, though I was really trying to lock myself into some fixed form and dare myself to get out. So more than anything, I suppose I was going for something that sounded good phonetically more than anything else while staying faithful to the meter. So yeah it probably isn't for everyone but thanks for spending so much time on it :) sorry it gave you a headache though x_x

[Androglossia]

Lol, don't be. I always spend time to writings that would challenge me in a different level. And this one did so impressively. I was defeated in the end.

[Androglossia]

Like I said, sometimes, the mind is overloaded with thoughts, interlacing thoughts, images, overflowing ideas that could result a piece that depends solely on intrinsic form rather than on narrative content or imagery:)

In fine art, your poem is an abstract painting. And abstract paintings are most likely best selling.

[kublakhan27]

Unfortunately I've been unsuccessful in selling anything, much to my dismay lol It just happens like that sometime though...I was really feeling the block when i started this, and it wound up becoming something that outgrew me a bit lol then there are things i love to death and they hardly get a look :P