Tabula Rasa pt 1 (an experiment in poetry)

Just playing around with a modifiied sonnet form with no regard for meter

ABACBCA

BCBDCDB

Descend from periwinkle morning to indigo twilight

These are the rantings of commercial driven drones

Machinations exquisite unique yet alike

Organisms of alloy and carbon, steel people

Automotons who have spent entire lives near alone

Mere robots, void of knowledge of good and evil

We call it existance although it's not life

 

Crescendo from crimson war floors to rose colored soul

There are the selahs of sweet Dodgeson treacle

Psaltry songs of David the poet king of old

Open and free as air current riding eagle plumes

The understanding that as above, so below all equal

Oil for foolish virgins who burnt theirs too soon

The warm western wind that devours the cold