There Are Halos and There Are Halos
Circular fixatives
come in all sizes and forms
taped crime scenes
radar scans
shot glasses
Coke-bottle glasses
this thing called circle
lives to confine
to keep in
to keep out
but eventually
like hair
whose nature is wild
all that would be confined
wears thin the time
leaving even hairspray’s circular enclosure
void of its entrapment
and
like a halo
a Mandoria
or Rhodes sun-god Helios
radiated crowns
have been all but forgotten
narcissism has invented
the self-made nimbus
the daily renewal
of coronet
of light
modern man’s communion
with self-worship
some
with a flourishing arc
affix hairspray
or create the aura with perfume
some
stay effused in a mind altering
cloud of smoke
and artists…
hell
we didn’t have to go through all the evolving
we were born with the damn curse
right?
this is a top poem.
john
Smiling, we all must walk our own path Odin we are not cursed it is all about learning. All about walking that path and eventually even at the last breath of some the light will come on.
I do like how you use thinning hair and hairspray, after all you can't cover up what soon will be presented to others for long.
Wonderful write to provoke thoughts in many
Love and Light
Lily
"narcissism has invented
the self-made nimbus"
Haha... Indeed! A fine palpable image. Nimbus as a radiant light drawn around the head, as in the depictions of saints and some writers I've encountered. The fecundity of your poetic gift is a delight, Odin. Peace and continued inspiration ... richard
Why am I thinking Donald Trump?
Ron
born with it or infused with it, we can not change the truth of it.
Budd