Gecko gecko

Gecko, gecko on the wall, who is the cutest gecko of us all ?


http://bit.ly/dC9cdS

Indian Summer

Nephilae spinning / goldenness / in peaceful / garden sun: / shining integrity

Golden Orbs

Spiders are spinning

now winds and rain have ended

webs' integrity.




http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_silk_orb-weaver

motion within

And now to sleep, perchance to dream; a little death; Endymion and Selene; motion within.

Untitled 1

Deeps of sleep / may open / inner worlds : / previews of coming / steeps to steep.

Quietly Being

Let your focus rest / in the empty clearing / between chattering thoughts / deep peace and creativity / may be free to arise.

Gogyōka

obfirmation obamanation / hills bought low / valleys levitated / dystopian exchange / deconstruction reconstruction... #gogyohka


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gogyohka

avolition

dawn is breaking gray

bid goodbye now to sleeping

birds tweeting loudly

who are we fooling?

pursue hunt devour

had always been our way, but now

leisure and boredom

mask for civilization

who are we fooling?

ANTHEM is a word from Greek : τό ἄνθεμον

"Qui peut dire où vont les fleurs?")

an anthem of youth:

song of immaturity:

die before they seed:

a little flower:

the original Greek word.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Where_Have_All_the_Flowers_Gone%3F

ZEN (devotion)

ZEN is doing what you're doing

BEING conscious when you're conscious

EXPERIENCING that other world when you're dreaming


εὐχαριστέω ταῖς Μούσαις διὰ τῆν ᾠδήν. [Unicode Greek]
[Eucharistew tais Mousais dia thn Wdhn.]-Betacode Greek

Naughtiness

Life is.

Death's naught.

Don't be naughty now!

della aura coloratura

raging desires

habitual fears

even subtle emotions

la coloratura

della aura arcana

ὁ Ἕσπερος ὁ Δαίμων

ἥκει ὁ Ἕσπερος ὁ Δαίμων

καὶ κάχλαζει τό μέθυ

καγχαλάω καὶ ἐγών



Notes: This is the very first poem I've composed in Classical Attic Greek. Translation:
The divine power of Evening has come [upon us]

And strong wines are plashing [as I listen]

I, my Self, am laughing [a cackling hen]

Evening being a Greek god or daimon (a spiritual power) is therefore capitalized.

κάχλαζει [plashing] and καγχαλάω [loud raucous laughter] are omomatopoeic words; that is, their sound is based on the respective natural sounds. They are Homeric words, found in the Odyssey and Iliad.
I didn't deliberately follow any stereotyped rhythm pattern that the Ancients used.

from the Song of Thyrsis, #1 of Theocritus

How sweetly this susurrous pine sings, Goatboy,

this trickling trickle from the springs also sings.

and I'm sussing that pretty tune you're piping.



I'm working on a translation of the full #1 of Theocritus on my blog at http://oratiosoluta.blogspot.com/ where I put some long-term writing projects.

Beware the Ides of March!

pregnant airs whispering

'mid the susurrous trees:

"Dark o' the moon tomorrow.

Beware the Ides of March!"

La Chasse d'Amour

emboss me not o

susurrous friend;

sensuous stealth,

stealing my heart

silences my mind.

95% Lovely Crone Moon [March Madness]

Lo Gibbous Luna / Tic Lillium Trillium Lee / Yet A Lov-el-ly Full Moon I See / tho ninety five percent illumined only
[gibbering like a news reader in Americay, I am Yoda, emperor emeritus, sennin ^^^ 1 ]

James Dean's blue jeans

did y'u know that before

James Dean made the scene

blue jeans were just dungarees

not so very cool nor chic?

OUroboros, th' Eternal Return

The living live by recycling life.

Though your food be store-bought,

Isn't it yet still living beings?

Life is thus fated to consume Life.


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eternal_return

FRAUGHTEN CLOUDS

clouds weeping, coming

fraughten wi' rain, winds

and teh thund'rous lightning;

snows for those who need no more.

DARKNESS

"Darkness Darkness, be my pillow / Take my head and let me sleep /
in the coolness of your shadow, in the silence of your deep."
--The Youngbloods [band] 1965-1969

"The winds were wither'd in the stagnant air, / And the clouds perish'd ;
Darkness had no need / Of aid from them---She was the Universe."
--George Gordon, the Lord Byron 1816

--nekkidly, Lorcan

sunny peace, ah!

those were the days, my friend!

laughing and gay!

Springing wit' G & S

The birdies are singing 'tis Spring, tra la

The day it is breaking quite fresh, tra la

What wonders we shall see today, tra la!

Gilbert 'n' Sullivan lent us a lovely beat, tra la.

nympholepsis

So benignant do these dancing Fates appear,
Yet rule in awesome potency o'er all who live;
I was momentarily aMUSEd,
an' ta'en away wi' the Fae.


http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/europe/italy/7258607/Golden-Bough-from-Roman-mythology-found-in-Italy.html

A SINGLE BREATH (SANCTUS SPIRITUS)

each of us is a singularity

and yet our breath

is the same for each:

mad eccentrics, we

may be, closed off

in private lives, but

must share breath with all.



http://www.preces-latinae.org/thesaurus/Hymni/VSS-2.html

Singing Sun Morning

morning morning morning Sun

swirling mist

dappling gleams

tickling fancy m'entrancing

INDOMITABLE

tho I be

blowing the curve

yet still

I will not swerve

UNCANNILY UNCANNY REVISION

Uncanny is as uncanny does, yet still

my mind always says, "Wie unheimlich

'Sein und Zeit' ist, nach M.Heidegger!"

Mercedem Pacis

Pax Romana gratia iam visa est

sed defectus virium ad secutum

utideo pax idem bello

eti mercedem exiget.


(id est defectus virtutis virilis viriumque)

P.S. This is the first original Latin poem I've created.

P.P.S. Some may also be interested in my other blog,
http://nekkidass.blogspot.com/

weather senryu

sunny days though cold

cheer one' soul, but dark

rainy days bring peace;

excess joy can harm the heart,

what harm can too much peace do?

wordplay poem

Preceding the process proceeds

amongst the

receding progressivist Congress.

καταστροφή : catastrophe is upsetting

Mother Earth is trembling

Many people are dying

Many of us are looting

Chaos abounding



"homo sum, humani nihil a me alienum puto."
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terence

Confused Perception

confused perception:

hot is what we call that mad

incandescent scene

proscenium of chaos

theatre of gruelty

stay all night / a little longer : old time fiddle tune

beauty all around/

fill the heart expand the mind/

loves beauty within/

come soon and often stay not/

go away yet soon come by//

anniversary of my late father's birthday

grey upon grey day

and the skeletons of trees

stand solemn silent:

mist no wind but still eye hear

moaning of traffic passing



Japanese poetry forms http://bit.ly/4xcTmk

haiku boner 01-10-10

wistful hasnot got it;

blimp sad-sack adrift:

seize power! indurate!

Divine Harmony

Dionysus the untrammeled

suffers with empty yearning

Apollo enjoys humane order

WANDERLUST

facing the reality of

where one dwells is

hard on adolescent:

arbeit macht frei

"Zeichen sind wir, bedeutingslos." - Hoelderlin

But

without vision

what

can we see of

the here and now;

only meaningless

signs?

Canada Goose Whiffling

OSI 01-03-10 paulum post

and my thought took wing

like a lark soaring; nay

rather, a goose whiffling.

What wings?

Some wings are never

ever seen by those

of shallow vision.

Haiku Boner 01-03-10

We saw the truly

electrifying

executioner!