24/7/11

24/7/11

A Poem by gram linski
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This is for the Janus Tongue

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I felt a crawling,
a calling,
of army ant itchy skin,
a trembling in the ...
… a rampant ...
I scratched my mind,
it didn't mind,
Gently spoon fucked
in the morn,
It took my hand
in lavender silk sinew
and cried rose water
tinted blues
"you must feel, you must feel,
it is written in sand,
Somewhere,
by monks that understand,"

And I laughed until the
laugh was done,
and returned to fold - 
 - emptyhanded - 
and unfulfilled
                   unfold;

who got the origami blues ?

© 2019 gram linski


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"Well, I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in."

Never was in to origami, but I was definitely into the blues and mystic messages from deep within the mind...altered or not.
Very much in the vein of the best story tellers of the 60's. I quite like it.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

gram linski

4 Years Ago

Thanks Ted, quite liking is quite a nice thing, lol and not a bad compliment, depending which sixti.. read more



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"Well, I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in."

Never was in to origami, but I was definitely into the blues and mystic messages from deep within the mind...altered or not.
Very much in the vein of the best story tellers of the 60's. I quite like it.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

gram linski

4 Years Ago

Thanks Ted, quite liking is quite a nice thing, lol and not a bad compliment, depending which sixti.. read more
This is very intriguing . . . had to read it twice just to really soak it in. I love the uninhibited quality of your writing. Some people write in an abstract way, but it conjures up little sense of meaning in my straightforward mind. This message is abstract, but it stimulates a million possibilities in one's mind. I wonder why some abstract writing leaves me blank & some (like this) sparks a million ideas. I wish I could be this free with my meanings in my poetry! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 4 Years Ago


gram linski

4 Years Ago

Thanks for reading Margie, great review, I didn't think my work was that abstract, just sort of foll.. read more
am not entirely sure why I think this is brilliant.. I am sure I think it tho..

Neville

Posted 5 Years Ago


gram linski

5 Years Ago

Lol, that will be the subliminal messages, thanks N, glad you liked it,
Neville

5 Years Ago

my pleasure
our thoughts transformed into origami...and they unfold as blues or not...
but feeling matters...even the hard stuff...to feel is to live...to bleed is to live.
I am now going to origami class...so see you later, gram.
my mind is late.
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago


gram linski

5 Years Ago

Haha, you are a zen genius, j, do not panic the Universe will wait for your mind to catch up, faili.. read more
Reads like the alcohol took over with those tactile hallucinations but that the phoenix arose fron its doldrums. Whatever you take the abstract thinking crown that leaves the reader perplexed but in awe gram. Flowing and filled with brittle meaning.

Posted 5 Years Ago


gram linski

5 Years Ago

Cheers John, not a drop of alcohol in sight, just pleasant mindfulness and swans ;}}

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