The process of a thought

The process of a thought

A Poem by Kenneth Nicholas Lowe


This morning late at night, it dawned
Whilst a star lights overcast
Like a conscious comprehensive song
Unbinding the moments pass

The dreary silence of these winter winds
Shivers the brittle bones and weary mind
Whilst the kernel of convictions is cleared of dust
Revealing an inexcusable waste of time

As the poisons flow through the tempered veins
Intoxicating both body and mind
This genocide of the celluloid brain
Unearths a perception, we rarely find

Unable to comprehend the swelling
From torrents of fuel for thoughts
Dismissing, the decadents forth coming
Breeding contempt for all that was lost

In the civil war for the usurped credence
As usual see-sawed and obscene
The truth has become a weapon
And the end justifies the means

So thus when the smoke has settled
The winner must always lose
For most times it is the left wing
That open's the healing bruise

Upon this, a wave of emotions have centred
Your making a stand at the Alamo
That's when stars stop wondering
Where the hell did he go

Then begins the walk of an animal
About to be put down
And you find yourself crying like a baby
Only without a sound

The moon begins to hide it's presence
Since the tide's have started to ebb
While all about is making love
Or just wetting their beds

Self-Righteousness starts gleaming,
As you over-dose with mirror mouthed words
And the self pity you've been abusing
Has transformed into a bird

How could this just happen
Since the funeral, so long ago
It have must have been the bread crumbs
You've been eating off the floor

The walls and doors are beating
You feel it on your head and fist
Until they forgive your mistakes
And thank you for the gift

When acceptance is now accepted
In all mind and body and soul
You wash off those blood stains
And pull the rabbit out of its hole

They left water in the bathtub
As you settle with one last sip
With the drainage goes those convictions
And the deceptions of your bliss

Now Venus has brought her treasures
All wrapped up in a yellow ball
As it starts to unravel your fate
Adonis is walking tall

He begs for you to follow him
On a journey that's swift and bold
Or spend your nights looking past the light
From desolation row

© 2014 Kenneth Nicholas Lowe


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The blood flows through tempered veins- i like how you described thought spreading its root in the human brain.Taking birth..i liked how you mixed up scenic charm and philosophy..The ending is just with a cherry on the top.lol.who wouldn't follow an Adonis... hah :)

~Sophy

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kenneth Nicholas Lowe

9 Years Ago

Thank you Sophy, I'm glad you liked it, I'm so happy of the fact that you were able to the connectio.. read more
Sophy Freebirds

9 Years Ago

Was a pleasure K.L :)



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This is a nice piece of work. I am not good with vocabulary and I usually get myself confused because I don't know meanings to some words. But this poem everything fits together and I could understand even through I have poor vocabulary skills. The words you use and how you explain each thought in each stanza was magnificent and I like it. sigh..I really have no idea what to say for a review. I just don't how to describe what I think of this poem at the moment. Sorry for the late review. I am slow at reviewing people's works. I will try to keep up when I am not busy. And I am glad you gave me a read request. Thank you.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Kenneth Nicholas Lowe

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your review on this, I really appreciate your words and I'm sure your vocabula.. read more
Nariko

9 Years Ago

well I don't give read requests to people. I let people choose if they want to read my work or not. .. read more
Nariko

9 Years Ago

your welcome! And I hope my vocabulary will improve slowly. I will do my best.
Tres Beau! I was swept away by the words and flow in this piece. Well done! May I suggest there is a typo in: And a pull the rabbit out of its hole Removing the 'a'' after 'And' will remove the stumble when reading that line.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Kenneth Nicholas Lowe

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much Tricia, And for pointing that out, i cant believe so much proof reading still didn.. read more
Masterfully written. To me the rhyme was subtle, almost didn't notice it at first which is fantastic because it seems as though the words came together seamlessly. Great work.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kenneth Nicholas Lowe

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much Ashira, you found something that was actually a debate on my mind when writing and.. read more
The blood flows through tempered veins- i like how you described thought spreading its root in the human brain.Taking birth..i liked how you mixed up scenic charm and philosophy..The ending is just with a cherry on the top.lol.who wouldn't follow an Adonis... hah :)

~Sophy

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kenneth Nicholas Lowe

9 Years Ago

Thank you Sophy, I'm glad you liked it, I'm so happy of the fact that you were able to the connectio.. read more
Sophy Freebirds

9 Years Ago

Was a pleasure K.L :)
wow beautiful ! i love nature and so do i your poem. beautiful scenery described. well done man !

Posted 9 Years Ago


Kenneth Nicholas Lowe

9 Years Ago

Thank you lioness, inanimate nature is mysterious like the human mind and sociology
What a great piece of poetry...great job! :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Kenneth Nicholas Lowe

9 Years Ago

Thank you so much Norah...Happy you enjoyed it...
This is a light poem with small images that makes the whole picture a picture to look at. Good job!

~Kurayami

Posted 9 Years Ago


Kenneth Nicholas Lowe

9 Years Ago

Thank you Kurayami....that was the idea, i left those gaps for the reader to fill it in...Thanks for.. read more

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Added on August 11, 2014
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Kenneth Nicholas Lowe
Kenneth Nicholas Lowe

Melbourne, Victoria, Australia



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Born to the Human Race, I live in the land of India for the time being with a major ancestral inclinations to the Anglican and Celtic anthropological denominations. With that being said, My day job.. more..

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