Saturday 14 November 2015

“In Search of Soundlessness” (Poets: swallow seeds to grow better Hearts)


dried seeds
from a dead flower
someone wants to swallow these
dried seeds
from a dead flower

a discordant melody sounds
from those dangerously elegant modern ruins
built of shards of glass, reflecting
a shattered moon upon ancient waters

dried seeds
ricochet off frozen ground

shredded ribbons of sunlight
ribbons that create a softly blinding nest
wrapped around her neck

a strong perfume
pushes most eyes closed

most eyes lack
lack the strength of desire
for dead flowers and
dried seeds

will you listen? Seedlings of Hearts:
understand my words
swallow my poems
then discard me
disdain me
all for growing better hearts
to become better poets


a collector
maybe even
a Genghis Khan of poets’ hearts


Croisements, by Thierry Mugny/ tchegg TM. via Couleurs.
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seeds are hearts, then inside creates the outside——
...all are in search of soundlessness

*(originally published on 22/May/2013)

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