Saturday, February 18, 2012

Bellagio, Italy

Not a study so much as an
earthbound turret,
or a periscope detect
through the planet's omphales:
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Ya-hoo, anyone there?
Googling it up are walls as sleek as a shell.
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I'm poeming my way out on a spiral of wind,
Two hundreds feet down lays the lake,
Frozen Cyclopean blue;
A mirror glimmers outside the window.
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An artificial pond is in the view,
Do you agree that thoughts formulate
to fit the given category?
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Boxes inside boxes,
Victoria, lets loose your long smooth hair.

13 comments:

  1. Googling it up are walls as sleek as a shell.
    ...love this line! Nice work!

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  2. Great poem. I love it. You have used such lovely sentences.

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  3. Hello.
    Love the Yahoo/Google lines.
    Thanks for sharing.

    No Anguish Or Pain

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  4. Nice poem ....thank you for sharing x

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  5. love the last two lines, well done.

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  6. I like the metaphor you used for thoughts formulating in boxes within boxes. Clever piece.

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  7. she is charming.
    so sad to see her go.

    lovely tribe.

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  8. Great turns of phrases through and through.

    Cheers,

    Mark Butkus

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  9. This is such a fascinating piece of work! Wow!

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