Missing Inaction

Missing Inaction

Summer 

empties both barrels 

--scattershot--

sunsplit concrete in 

 an empty driveway's knot;

radiator wind through

 the locust's cast case;

empty rattles in and out

of threadbare lace.

Distant blur sky

dusts molting trees

with a fading away, a wasting disease,

the septic progress

of a  powerless-walker;

empty like this

makes you 

miss your stalker.

~July 2013

55 empty heat-deserted streets for       the g-man

Random Musical Accompaniment

Photo: © joyannjones 2013

Night Fighter

Creation of the Birds, Remedios Varo

Night Fighter

A Fantasia

Night fighter

mistress of owls

holding fog like memories

in grey branches

overturning the clumsy

pushcarts of cruelty

with the violin wind of your flight,

you pass me singing---

With heart for a little wing,

 foot for a thimble boat,

how far from here

could you fly or float?

Apártalos que voy de paso, by Remedios Varo

 

Lady of the sky

sitting in your tree of suns, or

stepping on two dead moons

caught between your

curled toes, who

walks behind you?

Your feather fingers

are far away

as the optics of birds or

the noodles of infants that

wiggle safe within 

the multi-stinged hive.

Whisper to me

once again

of who

who

who I am

who I seek.

Star Catcher, Remedios Varo

Men with healed scars, with bright

rings for pale women's arms;

I see only lozenges, moon-cagers

white starfish crucifixions

dust mites netted

in a prison of dreams

who don't wake up to dance

or break out in a lightbeam

twirling

who forget the tiny burning,

falling in

a spiral of smoke.

Night fighter

not every match

extinguished

lights a candle, 

but

every star not fallen

burns on.

~July 2013

Night Fighter, Remedios Varo

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Kerry's Wednesday Challenge: Rhapsody

Kerry O'Connor challenges us with another meme based in musical composition, the Rhapsody. She has broadened it to include its cousin, the Fantasia (described as  "1. A free composition structured according to the composer's fancy. 2. A medley of familiar themes, with variations and interludes.") which is where I've gone with this, while trying to keep some of the feel of a rhapsody's unstructured, impassioned  and improvised form. As always when I think of the truly fantastic, I've turned for inspiration to the artwork of 20th Century Spanish-Mexican, para-surrealist painter and anarchist, 

Remedios Varo Uranga(wikipedia).Thanks for a true challenge, as always, Kerry!

Images via wikipaintings.org . All copyright belongs to the copyright holders.

Mi Sueño

Mi Sueño

Mi sueño, you think I don’t know you,

the scar bright, the piercing surprise

but I do, as I know blue diamond-dust rain

sparking on the amber candles of crucifers,

as I'm skinned by the one atom of brain

that guides the devouring mandible

or your bells of lips, your aluminum eyes,

rouged with the fever of Lucifer.

I know each black strand of the pile

you crosscut for the velvet mask;

I wove it myself, wore it myself

in autumn moon and blood, to  hide, to show

only the wells from which we drink. I think 

you don't know me, my dream, but you do.

~July 2013

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Sunday Mini Challenge: The Sonneteers

Kerry O'Connor has managed to penetrate the fog I've been in of late with her examination of two poets born in July, Petrarch and Neruda, who excelled in their own interpretations of the sonnet form. Despite the rough rhyme and stanza breaks, I doubt whether this is really any kind of sonnet, but many thanks to Kerry, and to the poets who responded to this challenge, for inspiring me to write when I thought I couldn't.

Image: Cauldron Of The Sorceress, by Odilon Redon, 1879
Public Domain, via wikipaintings.org

Update

In case you've been wondering where I've been, dear readers, it's flat on my back. I am having what seems to have become my annual bout of back trouble, so have been mostly offline. On a positive note, my medication issues seem much better, so once the back heals up I should be back at 100%.

Everyone have a great Fourth of July!

Here's a tune for the interim: