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Discussion in 'Poetry and Lyrics' started by Keyblade Master Roxas, Mar 14, 2010.

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  1. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Fresh Spring

    11 September 2004
    Corpus Christi, Texas—


    Water droplets . . . ¡Tink!
    Smooth clear pool amassing strength,—
    Life's laughter's crystal.

    (Life's laughter—crystal.)
    (Life,—laughter-crystal.)
    (Child's laughter—crystal.)
    (Youth's mirth crystalline.)
    (Sparkling flow waters.)
     
  2. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Raven's Tankas

    12 September 2004
    Corpus Christi, Texas.


    Dandelion seeds,—
    Cool breeze swirls with clouds & dreams . . .
    Thrush sings—stops—sheen, preens.
    Yellow spring light glitters green,
    Glints of feathered motion's swish.

    Dandelion seeds,—
    Cool breeze swirls with clouds & dreams . . .
    Black bird—caws— sheen, preens.
    Dainty flitting parachutes,
    Landing soft like lover's kiss.​
     
  3. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Fate's Haiku

    12 September 2004
    Corpus Christi, Texas


    Setting sun glows red, . . .
    Moon peeks through grey clouds & smiles,—
    White cranes flying North.

    When you chance upon my love,
    Tell her that I still wait here.
     
  4. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Synesthete

    12 September 2004
    Corpus Christi, Texas


    …—""—…

    Yellow-green fate—A . . .(#). . . ,
    Octaves—light, sound, rainbow spread, . . .
    Rose petals unfold.

    Yellow-green fate—A . . .(#). . . ,
    (((((((. . . Light, sound—rainbow harmony . . .)))))))
    —Rose petals unfold—

    …—""—…​
     
  5. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Sandy Foot Steps

    12 September 2004
    Corpus Christi, Texas



    No fall of foot or
    Claw lasts long on sandy shores,—
    10 Billion year sun.

    Heliocentric,
    Views revolving on a star,—
    28 day moon.

    Cauldron energy,
    Sun's flux searing universe,—
    Warms little Gaia.

    ¿How long will sun live?
    Man's not even a second
    When marking Sol's clock.​
     
  6. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Dawn's Jog

    12 September 2004
    Corpus Christi, Texas


    Past gardenias,—
    Sodium lighted mile(ssssss) . . .
    Morning star rises.

    Proud I ran six miles,
    Star shine arrived in light years,
    Perfume fading trip.

    Sodium's spectrum,
    Bright orange doublet lines shine,
    ¿Venusian glow?

    2/5ths rhythm beat,
    Alternating same foot breath,
    Never danced to this.​
     
  7. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Twilight's Renga

    14 September 2004
    Corpus Christi, Texas


    ……—""•""—……

    North, South—night wavers . . .
    Green-Blue-Red shawls shimmering,—
    Solar flux kisses.

    Barren ice floes North,
    Irregular Kaos sculpts,
    Heaven's symmetry.

    Stonehedge ice pillars,
    Sighting down crepuscular,
    Twilight never ends.

    Neon lights on high,
    Sun's reflection magnetic,
    Wavering static.

    Submarine journey,
    Artic polynya's fresh breath,
    Mechanical whale.

    Shifting icy planes,
    Tectonic mountain ridges,
    Form rough white bridges.

    I read Genesis,—
    In perpetual twilight,
    All horizon's lit,—
    Yet the sky's all black as pitch,
    Gymbaling the moon and stars.

    ……—""""—……​
     
  8. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Pull, Spin, Stop Renga

    14 September 2004
    Corpus Christi, Texas


    Transitory whirl,—
    Mentality's wooden top,—
    Thrown‚—spins,—wavers,—stops, . . .

    Wooden string-drawn top,—
    Mentality spins, whirls, stops, . . .
    ¿In—stability?

    ¿Spin top or yo-yo?
    Childish—you—pull my heart strings,
    (You pull my childish heart's string,)
    Baby—¡Double Spin!

    Hand carved wooden top,
    Straight nail driven in its heart,
    Spinning all my youth.​
     
  9. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Autumn Tumble

    15 September 2004
    Corpus Christi, Texas

    Twirl, tumble, dance,—¡Yay!
    Advertisement boldy claims,
    At my age,—¿Tumble?​
     
  10. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Fourier's Duality Renga

    " ¡¡¡ ((e to the (iPi))—1) is 0 !!!"

    15 September 2004
    Corpus Christi, Texas


    E's transformation,—
    Ionic to Lydian,—
    ¡Meter—Melody!
    (Euler's little magic chant)
    (Decomposing life to songs)


    Earth-shattering rend,
    Zeus's thundebolts striking bend,
    Subsonic sound send.

    Quick lightning 'lectric,
    Married slow sounding thunder,
    Inseperable.

    Thunderclap deafens,
    Quick lightning's passing pulses,
    Nature enlivens.

    Flat spectrum—white noise,
    Spiking instant energy,
    Symmetry entwined.
    Sharp lightning and broad thunder,
    Dualities—same lover.

    (Duality's love.)
    (Frequencies displaced through time,)
    (Regulating time's meter.)
     
  11. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Pirated Roles

    17 September 2004
    Corpus Christi, Texas




    ¿Dog—cat, plain—spice, . . . or?
    In this surging back and forth,—
    Variety's(ies) Game.

    —​
     
  12. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    ¡He Threw Her Back Into the Sea!

    24 September 2004
    London, U.K.


    It's just a wisp of teasing,
    Really not much more than that
    For I don't offer much bait
    When plumbing depths-unfathom'd.
    Though clear waters may appear,
    Casting lines out to the sea,
    Waiting in full-surety, . . .

    ¿Is there ever certainty?

    Fishing sly-sleek sea nymph-bass,
    That'll find twirl'd small bright decoy,
    & Swallow hook unsinker'd
    Full happy with minnowed catch,
    Silver-smooth speckled siren,
    Might, one day pull heart-strings strong.

    —""—​
     
  13. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Oxford Renga

    Oxford, U.K.
    24 September 2004


    ""

    Saint John's bells chiming,
    Zimbabwe's bird green-high,
    Thought's mythic landing.

    Cupola's green top,
    Rhodesia's bird emblem,
    Centuries old chime.

    One hundred and one,
    Back into cloister's shelter,
    Innocent students.

    Five minutes different,
    No wonder Alice was lost,
    Special mystic land.

    ""

    Green under, Grey over,—
    In between—Ox Ford—mind's place,
    Sundial unmark'd day.

    No King long lives here,
    In this land of minds and mists,
    Lost in the Don's maze.

    Banished King's power,
    Else castrated they would live,
    Even as a steer.

    ""

    Town and Gown disputes,
    Evolving mentality,—
    Cool autumn mist-rain.

    (Bloody violence—mind and heart,)
    (A dispute not settled well.)
    (Academics and townsfolk.)



    ""

    Radio-active
    Tobacco essence, soul's fuel,—
    Smoke-thoughts issue forth.


    ""

    Salt vinager crisps,
    Potato eucharist smell,
    Express-train roar blasts.

    ""​
     
  14. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Daffodil Renga

    14 September 2004
    Corpus Christi, Texas


    —"$‡$"—

    (5,7,7,5)

    Narcissus flower
    Nature's yellow trumpeteer,—
    Aphorism strumpeteer,
    Witty ditties's peer.

    Short word-kernels,
    Bloom into flower'd splendors,—
    Specificity.

    "Pre-" & "Suf-" fixes,
    Anglo-Saxon-Norse small words,—
    Covering all worlds;
    Over-laid—in-laid meanings,
    Accrued over centuries.

    (5,7,5,7)

    Petal-word centers
    Bloom complex flowered-meanings,
    Incrusted structure,
    Constraining and supporting.


    Syllabic popcorn,
    Heating up—filling mind's bowl,
    Etymologic.

    Daffodil—flower,
    Or, adage—aphorism,—
    Both unhinge my heart.

    —"$‡$"—​
     
  15. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Brief Brush With Beauty Renga

    17 September 2004
    Dallas, Texas Airport


    —"$‡$"—

    Boarding & a bump,—
    Sometimes the most important,
    Be-all and end-all.

    Two heavy carries,—
    Then, she dropped her ticket stub,
    Radiant moon-smile.

    Tomato she—me,
    Bloody-Mary drink savors,—
    Toxic mix flavors.

    Wide brimm'd eyes slanted,
    Bamboo swish, raven hair falls,—
    Mist-woman slender.
    Cascading waters blackened,
    Wavering my heart enthrall.

    —"$‡$"—​
     
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    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    H2O Renga

    18 September 2004
    AA flight to London


    Megamolecule,
    Clear, cohesive body's soul,
    Heart's fluid and drink.


    Monsoon

    Dry, cracked orange clay,
    Dewdrop(s) on astringent earth,—
    (Dew, drops on astringent earth,—)
    Symphony of rain.

    Water—Dew & Drops

    Dew drop forms on glass,
    Uncontrolled slithers—snail trail,
    Weighted crystal falls.

    Dew beads into tears,
    Crystal necklace spider-web,
    Beauty that entraps.

    Morning ablutions,
    Fresh-cool water—perfumed soap,
    Eyes, skin, nose—awake.

    —"‡#‡"—​
     
  17. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Turbulent Flight Renga

    18 September 2004
    AA Flight 80 to London


    Turbulent this Fall,
    Even over England's skies,
    Riptides pull jetstream.

    Pleasure and delight,
    Mortal trepidation brought,—
    Young African child.

    Violent shudder-shake,
    Young boy looks-grabs-cries,—anguish,
    No fear, . . . "Though I Walk," . . .

    Storm borne leaf-rider ,
    Silver aluminum glider,
    Blown hither-thither.

    —"‡#‡"—​
     
  18. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    English Breakfast Renga

    19 September 2004
    London, U.K.


    —"‡#‡"—

    He seems to please her.
    She asks a question,—coy smiles,—
    Furtive crabwise looks.

    —"‡#‡"—

    Preventicular,
    Contractions asyncopate,
    Life—chaconne blood beat.

    —"‡#‡"—

    Cambridgeshire sausage,
    Pan-fried mushrooms meat juicy,
    Slowly chewed flavor.

    —"‡#‡"—

    Fresh orange acid,
    Tang-sweetness clears throat & heart—
    Daily accrues life.

    —"‡#‡"—

    Each note untempered,
    Steel-drum symphony spoon-clinks
    Plenitude's spectrum.

    —"‡#‡"—

    Jingle-jangle—¡Forks!
    Old room, English bacon taste,—
    Activity's songs.


    —"‡#‡"—

    Across each other,
    Young married couple sits-eats,
    Nothing to be said.

    —"‡#‡"—
     
  19. Keyblade Master Roxas

    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    Piano Bar Renga


    24 September 2004
    London, U.K.


    He plays soft piano,
    His lovely mistress fawning,
    Public his attentions,
    He's earning money.

    Enveloped life runs,—
    Black & white keys enjoined deft,—
    Moon-soft—hide-go-seek.

    Self-medication,
    ¿Can cognac fix broken hearts?
    Warm sniffer swirling, . . .

    You, she, far-away, . . .
    "Hotel California,"
    Autumn moon clouded.

    (Autumn, moon-clouded,)
    (Autumn-moon clouded,)
    (Autumn-moon-clouded,)


    Window reflects forms,
    Piano bounces soul, rend'ring,—
    (Piano bounces soul—rend's ring,—)
    (Piano bounces soul, rending,—)
    Light and Sound as One.


    Darkened hotel rooms,
    One-by-one yellow leaves turn, . . .
    Matricing square tree.


    Cognac residue,—
    Chromatic swirl—flows round glass,
    Grape spirit inhaled.

    #$#""""#$#​
     
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    Keyblade Master Roxas Shake the Core.

    London Night Renga


    23 September 2004
    London, U.K.


    Moon occults and glows,
    Peevish peeking in&out,
    Heaven's veil unveils.

    Life destroys us soon,
    Rearranges all our Soul,
    Unlimited ways,—

    Many forms do sing,
    Varied ways of Life & Death,—
    Moon occulted clouds.

    I thought still'd my voice;
    Yet, London streets on night-walk,—
    Menagerie-Dream.

    Unthought,—¡All Quiet!
    Without attention's shrill whip,
    Words flowed without form.

    Appetite untamed,
    Man congregates and gay laughs.
    ¿Caring in the End?
    ¿Caring at the End?
    ¿Caring of the End?


    Cellulars contain,
    Loneliness's rushing waves,—
    In-divi-duals.

    Lights flash & direct,
    Neon advertisements glare,
    (Neon advertisment's glare,)
    City blocks moist dark.

    Mannikins aligned,
    Englassed dance-partners mispaired,
    Noise arrhythmic plays.

    Evening's end has come,
    ¡Hurry! Cleaners, busses leave.
    All farewells unsaid.

    #$#""""#$#​
     
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