BTRIPP (btripp) wrote,

Well, that happened (again) ...

I was sitting in Starbucks, trying not to fall asleep reading, when the odd urge to write a poem surfaced.

Given that I think I wrote all of one poem in the past 3 years, this was odd, indeed (especially after all those years of 250/yr).

However, it did successfully squirt of out my brain and onto the page, and here it is for all to see (click on the "v"):

                    ONLY SHADOW FOLDING

                    five essences
                    five enlightenings
                    unfolding now
                    in unfamiliar modes;
                    our center smears,
                    dulling, blending,
                    a sand mandala
                    brushed to sea

                    so hard to reach
                    that locus point
                    once so familiar,
                    so necessary,
                    now vaguely hovered,
                    clad by mist,
                    and indistinctly
                    set in mind

                    upon that wall
                    will cracks now form,
                    drove by pressures
                    this was denied,
                    the self exiled
                    from concerting those depths,
                    occluding neath their veil

                    myriad lines skew vision
                    obliterating grids
                    by which we've steered
                    our paths through being;
                    doubt and anguish,
                    mania, stress & fear
                    flood in relentless
                    and sweep away all maps

                    the realms that never synch
                    the always outer zones
                    persist for us
                    a place of closing
                    a cell within the keep
                    neither frame will fit
                    only shadow folding
                    until darkness is complete

                            - Brendan Tripp

                    Copyright © 2020 by Brendan Tripp

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