Showing posts with label effect. Show all posts
Showing posts with label effect. Show all posts

Thursday, September 28, 2017

Leave a message at the tone


The universe has a way of hearing the things we say,
aloud, Eliot knew this too.
No matter whom we direct it to, sound waves ripple
the atmosphere which hears this 
stretching--of---imagination
into speech tones, a whistle from the kettle of
the thermoshpere or body-cavity.
The rising sound, or the Doppler effect teaches us
the source
is closer than it appears,
-omnidirectionally-
It absorbs  itself and replies
as a twinge, wave or spasm, clenched
in the sinking feeling of a heavy heart
that beats on itself, calling everything an echo
of what was thought, solid enough to move bodies
into empty spaces and fills itself with volume
from heat, or by imagination.
It conceives these shapes and translates them
into words or wishes
which will settle for a collection of particles we
have  heard before
we knew the source. 



Photo By State Library and Archives of Florida (c. 1948), [No restrictions or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Post Art-i-fact-o


What happened in here?
They All asked
they made Art
with what they found

with new found Purpose
They said
let us try to Make
something of This

you See more than many
Depth, behind or beyond Being inside
your Time
Frame.

What happened was-All reaction,
I’s further upon reflection,
absorb color theory, insistent as Form,
stole shape of an idea and Acts upon it.

It happens.
not all see it.
that way more for us
to take in and make out. 

Painting by Władysław Malecki (1883) (cyfrowe.mnw.art.pl) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Sunday, September 13, 2015

Cause and effect


                                                  (I never meant to be the cause,
                                                    but I know
                                                          I too
                                                                   shall pass)
Because I am here now
because now never was
because I was a mistake
because my children were perfection
because knots can untie
because I have thumbs.
Because we are all smarter
because we learn from the past
because the past is a leash
because we can escape
because we try to avoid death
because hurting is feeling too much
because healing is a miracle enough.
Because nobody will ever know
Why we are here.


Image By not stated (FBI Photos image source) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons. FBI Laboratory scientist. 

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