At the mercy
Of controversy
I submit myself
To the suspicion of opinions
That I'm depraved.
My mind ranges
The wilds of strange terrain
And has heard the refrain
Of the song of the universe.
My mind is free -
I oversee
The world of fantasy
Express its voice
And hold its choice
Within the chalice
From which I drink
And reel.
Pearls of life
Are the residue
Of my point-of-view,
From the length of years
And volume of tears
I have know and wept.
I reach conclusions
More poignant
Than still born life
And death bourn youth,
The whole is in the fraction
Of every item of life's transaction
With human dynamite.
As long as we are chained to our bodies, we have to ask ourselves these elemental questions? What is the purpose of it all? Faith and religion are just steps in that ladder. I rather submit myself and leave the tower of knowledge alone. I hope my angst was not to heavy
Cheers
Alain
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
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Enter the pages of diaspora in quiet introspection. Bathe your thoughts with subtle humor; synchronize your spirit-sense with history-in-heat; fall headlong with eyes wide open into
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from which I drink
And reel... moving write of a mind in fantasy
Cheers
Alain