I cannot articulate properly
all the words lost to intemperate valors
Somehow the past has caught up to me
retroactively, so that my face upon the dawn
feels only the haunted shades of evening
Ebbing backwards through wayward reminisce,
discovery beats an awkward thrum
within the four rooms of my antechamber-
just shy of the thunders tolling rhythms
No reprieve exists so far as I know it,
nor relief existing of any consequence,
instead, a breach in the night
represents only a star which scorns me-
taking the patient course of millenia
to slap my eyes like enquine fury
inciting my herd of thoughts to sleep
Words from the lexicon of an interplanetary navigator, residing presently in the planet Earth; doing business as human being, -
make this composition - "Upon Waking to Perpetual Dusk" an encellent
poetic meal to satisfy any one in the Court of Phoebus, and this reader.
Bearing a suureal and symbolistical imagery, this poem reaches the inner mind and strikes thoughts on our function on this planet.
"Upon Waking to Perpetual Dusk" is a philosophical poetic grand.
Words from the lexicon of an interplanetary navigator, residing presently in the planet Earth; doing business as human being, -
make this composition - "Upon Waking to Perpetual Dusk" an encellent
poetic meal to satisfy any one in the Court of Phoebus, and this reader.
Bearing a suureal and symbolistical imagery, this poem reaches the inner mind and strikes thoughts on our function on this planet.
"Upon Waking to Perpetual Dusk" is a philosophical poetic grand.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Love&Light*
Alexandra*