Frailty

work in long long getting there now

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So far - so unresolved - so under - so below

Sea mercurial of conserve tested liquid dimples  even

Waiting apples-hang around on my neighbours tree

Assured -firm - behind me -a latent potential

Above - below - froth clouds of an older sunlight

Waiting their time - a loiter on winters edge

Aloned by the leaves - stark the branch's lines

River delta's articulate the stretched skinland beyond

There - deep - its blue murk confronts my culture

There arced beyond horizons - other apples wait

This once world happened within - apples remnant real

Here the enchantment of Quin eternity - metal rivers

Zings and pings constant flashes intent sunlit straight

Some where - so behind - through my window - fruit

Green apples - still - and halos in wild fields

Simple encirclement of Madonna worship to maternal trunks 

This persistence of waiting -A Europe where - where 

Deep in the haze - an infinity purple  - a homeland

Now single fields - single houses - and so experience

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'But - I know this -'Air' 'Sky' - YES! 'Clouds'

From the learnt haze the experience writes large

Understood the reason for the past procedures - trusted

Why skies are cream overlaid with lush ultramarine

Why my window - fool intimate - a fumbled hope

Steeples with a different tongue - a vernacular faith

Above a church where a misanthrope shooped 

And the tempera limneated a hermit dreamt angst

Low sunlight - yellowed leaves - passing familiar unresolved farms

Rainbow bright there against a clear remembered storm 

Recall Holy times - Kermesse celebrants - a Brabant Gravenhurst

Bagpipes - full - kirtles and confident cod pieces - cheeks 

Iam - the here - alien celebrant native - ringing 

The flatness - the  flatness - the flatness - the flatness 

Fields ,trees, buildings margin mentioned under the sky

Of an hour ago - apples are grown - now 

Rain hits my face - a wind blown sea 

A roof and angles - a return winter shudder

Posits me in Breughels frame - 'A Stormy day'

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A youth rides past - confident - hands free -homed 

I talk - in a - misunderstood Netherlandish saying - waiting outside 

To know and not know how to ell this couple

The answer remains language mutant - my finger points 

To know and not to know - to discover 

Adam recoils even though grasping for the fruit 

Untasted Eve ponders with a  doubt - fondling the future

Apples - waiting - a nakedness - once - my neighbours garden 

Her - as thought touches roundness - but there!

Suspends - human flesh - 'Eternal'- couple fragile -

Among the dark temples - the top lit crucifixes

A sow at farrow - the artists mother remembered

I did know - I did not know - this knowing 

'Rembrandt Van Rijn - Adam en Eva etched 1638

Weaving with the cognoscenti between image to image 

The knowledge of the tree is a familiar 

A changeling - a serpent - malignant in embrace -owning 

Wittgensteins red apple - so unpeeled - picture proven

One bite time is ingested - tree - rots  creation 

Imbibed - Europe's horizons recently contemplated - this room

An innocent - now worm wrapped - a liberation's conviction

dissolving - into world possession - deludes finite space

Those remembered apples invoking the inquiry on necessity

repeat - repeat - repeat - repeat - 'Do I need this '

My world - shriven shrivelled - at each moments tasting

Page Four

The full moon guides a somewhere owl hoot 

A gleam guide - noise white through nights valley

An Autumn balmy with the wrap of hop warmth

Crickets descant my descending melody of Mill Shar

Whose black river mystery - I gaze into reflection

Reflect on Milky way arguments to confound God

On Junes and early sun hot morning pilgrimages 

Hailing Mick the Tramp - surprised pleasant - 'Howdy mate '

From his unfocus of coats, beard and hair

His presence acknowledged , sure, as unknown, undefined 

On nighttime embraces of comfort from drunken bales

And frozen horse turds a stumbling bad language

Lights - sparks burn a pat across the constellations 

Reflect alone - Creation -Nature - all in silence

Sunlit chancel - I need my hassocks tough support

The sun moves? - Slowly - 'Being' its only song

The harvest church - the sheaf of bread - a spider

A tumble of apples - beneath the op windings

A tie of gleaned grain offered imperfect pure

In the moment - Silence nods to the moment 

Silence is the voice - silence my only voice

Silence the apples waiting - The need unknown - Silence

Author's Note

As I wrote work in progress the real subject matter is about an etching by Rembrandt called Adam and Eve - I am really exposed and naked in this piece now it approaches its final form

Reviews

[A. Amos]

This is strong, powerful and neatly created piece, truly enjoyed the read...

[Cryingkate]

I read your bio first and I knew I was going to be indulgently submersed in thoughts that were colorful. Indeed so,
Funny that you feel naked. For I feel naked after reading this and stripped down to a naked state and that you just redressed me with a new wardrobe of view and higher level of knowing.

Wow. A Beautiful journey. But I must go back and re read again....:-)

[Michael Oliver]

Crikey did not expect that - many thanks for reading it was a tough piece to write

[writing mojo]

Wow!! This is the best one of your pieces..strum the core value in the virtual machinery of speaking this data tree leave lets..say say layers evoking edges to point from a head of the bell curve newton and adam intertwined ringing loud on my radio flyer tuned to the overturn of this groove...excellent excellent piece 10/10

[Michael Oliver]

From the master that is praise indeed for me - silent absorbtion

[writing mojo]

No way am i a master .but thank you kindly

[Sami Khalil]

A unique and different write. Wonderful, sir...:).................