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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=425399" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Illumination's Ruminations</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Eye humble poet ruminate on Chronos and extrapolate<br>on quirks coincidence or fate invents to challenge counterfeit<br>preconceptions, toxic fumes, life rhymes with time until Death looms.<br>Time's second thoughts themselves consume themselves, upon themselves presume, <br>set plans o mice and men at naught, time lines taught, frustration fraught<br>as lender of the last resort whose lease on peace cannot be bought.<br>Time dominoes in sequency unseen by self-fufficiency, <br>translating into energy cusp crossroads few feel, fewer key<br>into to tune to roundabout synaptic, leaping in and out<br>neuronal pathways that without a doubt most misconceptions flout.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wit started writ with couplets quaint that simple poets often paint<br>to speed ideas, draw sinner, saint, but back to drawing-board. Complaint<br>is respun, spins more complicated thought processes duly weighted, <br>some bright and airy fabricated from home-truths long anticipated<br>to see the light of day when called on catalyzing what seemed stalled, <br>or double walled those half appalled by speculations scarce recalled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ideas fan out in rioutous dance whose chants advance as Chance decants<br>causal cusps sans backward glance defying deterministic stance.<br>Effective consequences Cause engenders through apparent flaws -<br>loopholse left in pseudo laws - leave food for thought pursued or pause.<br>Life's fractal harmony may be perceived expanding constantly<br>yet most are purblind, fail to see holistic authenticity, <br>while what seems static, lacking steam, prepares fresh channels for life's dream<br>to drive horse, cart, through what most deem stable season's reasoned gleam<br>essential to keep even keel while spin surfing karmic wheel<br>through stages pre-defined that steal no thunder from the common weal, <br>that time band, tide's hand, deal, conceal until fate's too late to repeal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Simplicity in outward form may sometimes mask a perfect storm<br>that cause, effect conspire to warm when selfdelusions misinform<br>as much the writer as th reader - both speaker, seeker, - led lead leader, <br>guiding life's ride till time-wise weeder uproots tradition's strongest cedar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mind, stimulated, needs to feed a train of thought outside the tracks<br>of easy answers' whites and blacks whose monochromatic vision lacks<br>the wherewithal discernment backs when in betweet line links it tracks, <br>then spirals out on fractal limbs as sperm, inseminating, swims<br>towards true goal without which dim prospects of penatrating rim's<br>resistance, shaking out a leg in headlong rush towards the egg<br>that home to hive alive should beg his flag in meioitic keg.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life's questions in its questions lies as much as answers it supplies, <br>confuting those who think they're wise behind dogmatic force which flies<br>in smithereens when ripe and rotten, their raison d'etre is forgotten<br>because of logic ill-begotten, assumptions strong as candy cotton.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">True vibrancy must supervise, stay pregnant with its own surprise, <br>cut preconceptions down to size. No yard-scale ever quantifies<br>or censors those who fantasize. Conformity disqualifies<br>most open options. Life must rise to meet new challenge or it dies.<br>Yet some say Death is but disguise relinquishing all former ties<br>from which 'spore-radical' it grows renewed with energy that flows<br>from ground around, above, below, same answers seeking high and low, <br>forever in a different guise, forever noting how time flies, <br>here showing signs of compromise, there, fighting tooth and nail, defies<br>perceived time-traps against which rise emotions that 'self' justifies -<br>too 'primitive' to recognize evidence of its own demise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I, humble poet, recognize the fact that one who versifies<br>through old equations may not rise to prose rose crystal clear - here eyes<br>observe far more than meet supplies of batons, cone arrays to size<br>confusing schools refusing school mistinterpreting tight rules, <br>to flux still subject, led by fools presuming vested int'rest tools<br>may subjugate the greater fool content to follow fallow rules.<br>Verse rules are worthy in as much as keeping change in constant touch<br>with elasticity of thought, veracity that won't be bought, <br>and ears tuned into the import of experience dearly bought.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Although these lines meander through thoughts' byways adding little new<br>to sum of sums, some take their cue from will to distill precious dew -<br>implicit questions overdue for whose horizons curlicue<br>into a mental cul-de-sac, who can't look forwards, won't look back, <br>who, superficial, float, and stack the odds against survival, lack<br>the wish or the ability to challeng sot stability, <br>through blatant imbecility prefer invisibility<br>to second sight that would prepare for future gambits though 'a hair<br>divides the desert from the sown' till climate change to dune unknown<br>and shifting, tune uplifting grown from fertile interchange no stone<br>unturned leaves in the search for bone the mind may worry, never thrown<br>away until the mind has sown a coracle to surf alone<br>currents mind's wind may have blown to lead towards a speed track shown<br>to feed felicity unkown to those who chose veils, nails ingrown.<br>Poem in draft form to be expanded</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(20 April 2011)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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