Nammu's Chariot~

Nammu's Chariot~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole
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~~and she went "Nope, ain't gonna let the world go out like this, you be that, and I'll be this, flip it, skip it, give it, be it, with a beat box rhythm, we'll make 'em feel it."

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White swan

in a field of pearls

I’ll be the boy

to your girl

unfurl

fingerprints in onyx

digital blooms

embryonic

pressure

underbelly

religioso histrionics

when she kissed the fairy tale on the hip

fiddled with a microchip

tattoo a silver cage

moral compass engaged

textured to the bone

her body scroll

shifts

priestly avid fingers grip

her wrists

golden lock spasms

sea blue blood pouring from her ears

into a thousand old lines

meaty pulpit hammered

lies

she smiles

over a dainty shoulder

god scolds her

her glance

grows colder

wicked

calculated

curved blade

long and nimble fingers curl in

craved

she dares them one by one

show me!,

push comes to shove

he slips on metal gloves

while a doe ambles by in the corner frame

giving birth to bullets

caught in human games

of the story’s avalanche

in 3 D video games

above  mandala branches

tree of dirt flecked souls

where

girls in prayer formations

chanted

knees in stones

temple spine

inverted

water sky reverted

tribal strokes in black chalk under each eye

purr outside a café

sipping chai

manicured nails leaving trails in her own thighs

as palms’ press against walls in the clouds

face of the crowd

crows open for the heavens

priestess comes in an ochre chariot

stringing her braids into a lariat

ochre eye lashes

dusting the world

like moth wings

unfurl

lotus laughter from a million butterflies in her throat

in eight~note

as his gun points between her eyes

she peels the skin off human disguise

demise

gray matter

in a soundless explosion

her scent a sweet

musky potion

pollen

on the wind

gives the world on her axis

a brand new spin

while she

in golden leaves

climbs from the tree of Eve

into recreation

hybrid compilation

underneath a waterfall

shaping from pebbles

words into prose

while sunfish

dart in

out

between her ivory toes

 

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© 2010 NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole


Author's Note

NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole
Nammu hails from the Sumerian creation text~ represents the primeval sea from which she gave birth to An and Ki ( Heavens and Earth Mother)~ without going into the deep core of the mythos~ it's written in Papyrus Geh that at the end is the beginning~unlike demonized versions of Armageddon which instill nothing but terror~Papyrus Geh relates endings as rebirths and sometimes a chariot is not made of gold and metal but skin and bones~
~Namaste~
~all ancient history/mythology flowers from the same womb~

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Selene... I don't think I need to tell you how amazing this is, but I do it anyway because I want to! there is something about your poetry that grabs me, I see vivid images and sweet scents drift on the air and I think it will never end... it's a great feeling to immerse oneself in your poetry. well written! :)

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This was such a great piece !
I loved reading this
Grabbed my attention from the first line
I really enjoyed reading this
Great write :)))))))))
100/100

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Your descriptions give life to your poetry. i can see the dark paint on the eyes of here face. The one thing i would love to see though, is more punctuation, without it, my eyes just ran from line to line without pausing to soak in your beautifully vivid details. It's just not fair to amazing poetry you crafted to not punctuate. It's like going to an exquisite chef owned restaurant and being served 100 dollar lobster on a paper plate.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Oh oh, I I felt this poem rather than read it; breathed it in and experienced it. I could write pages trying to pick it apart but that would only take away from the feeling. All I can think is that the spirit in me sees and relates to the spirit in this poem and absolutely loves it!

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

God I dont know where to start!!! How did you come up with this? All the little and large intricacies, the style, the flow, the image...everything is genius. The poem is expertly executed. It was brilliant, utterly brilliant!!!

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I felt like I was swimming in and out of the words....

Beautifully done!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

From one ending another beginnings end. Tremendous, as usual.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Had to quickly scan this twice then return for a slow bathe in your words .. luscious pictures came swimming into my mind. You create dreams of wonderful colours and happenings as if you were part of the 'original' -

A sumptuous feast for eyes and spirit.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Selene, the stream of consciousness deposits such fantastic sediment in our own beings as it is washed by the incredible depth and originality inherent in the work, thet the readers enjoyment is embellished by triple-digit-celsius degrees. A bit of a masterpiece. It's like an extract from a psychedelic epic. Well done.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Perpetual metamorphing, an intuition of how one's body distills and recapitulates all of history. Pre-cinematic dreams and myths are primarily generated from the personal and collective psyche's propensity for imagistic embrace, and unending change is the nature of forms.

I get a noir Sophia core vibe. My slapdash familiarity w/Gnostic Kosmology (I favor "K" for interdimensionality) yields recurrent notice of the fallen Aeon, Sophia. Fallen for getting over her head adventuring. Identifies with, becomes Earth. Sophia/Earth/Gaia.

Creation myths are inherently psychotropic. Parallel human neuro-system.

"underneath a waterfall/shaping from pebbles/words into prose/while sunfish/dart in/out/between her ivory toes"

Bringin' it all back home. Everybody's an effin' Kosmos!

In the Sumerian myth there's more interest in living life, in cyclic recurrence, than yet another version of the "glory of war." Actually, I suspect semiotic war to be one way of addressing that ethos. Meditating on matriarchal myths and patriarchal machinations, it's not difficult to see that the only slant capable of grokking what those structures do is one grounded on integral transparencies, Consciousness before gender, tribe, politics, etc. What Watts called The Taboo Against Being Who You Are. The rational mode can't be trusted w/seeing through. It's 3-D. Seeing through is 4-D. And it is more readily inclusive of instinctive-intuitive modes of apprehension, primal and subtle.

To be cont. . .


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You know who comes to mind when I read your work? Quentin Tarantino. I don't know why. You're the Tarantino of poetry, though (what I mean is, you're godlike).

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Tags: poetry, beat box, sumerian creation, Nammu, goddess primal, eart, recreation, mythology, revalation, atmageddon is just another word, for let's try again, pouring ink, selene my brothers and sisters

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