When there is nothing like equation
of feeling gay or sad on one lonely radius
the real factors - be they so positive
or otherwise, unpleasantly negative;
then is when the eyes upon us
feel so much damn elation
by singing of synthetic divisions -
Oh! how the sums are never equal visions.
The moment to offset
the inside with outside
was offered by way
of the last day
and so it came
to be in the very same
redundant play;
in the round of reset
not one; nor any - could beset
the resolution
for restitution
not abolition.
The man with the tall hat
lay prone across the theater's cold mat.
The Dissonance: Canary and the Cat
With black paws striding in a sassy stroll
Oscar ambled along with his feline attitude
Not interested in the human’s offering
Of catnip dipped in honey ketchup
Nor willing to abide the tease of those silly toys.
“Are you quite mad to believe I will chase your whims!”
Purred Oscar in annoyed dismissiveness.
All the while Lilly, in her most adorable taunt,
Quipped, “Ossy, you’ll chase smelly mice
But refuse a taste of sweet nip?”
“For a narcissistic canary that pecks at her reflections –
You couldn’t chase a dream outside that golden cage!”
Oscar’s retort was delivered in beautiful riposte.
Lilly shrugged off Oscar’s insolent way
And took to preening her beautiful yellow dresses
Knowing full well that the old snarky cat
Would never leave her side
“Ossy my dear I’ll sing the songs
If they bring us – life’s longs.”
Oscar curled himself around her door
And purred gently, “there is no dissonance here”.
From places we deny or inherit,
We must speak to callant choices
And too, in ancient voices
For each is: true
Or, diffused of merit
in the edges of blue.
The measures of a winter day
Become warm increments
Of sun's passing way -
Towards and away
From memories and sentiments.
The path it self, the one that calls,
Is a stoic voice
Neither a rising choice
It is made of many wonders
And too, full of life's asunders.
When flights of doubt lift away staunch;
whatever slings and arrows may launch
at ones place of haven
or darken the creative heaven -
Then rise again from blame;
try against complain;
obey thy muse - matter not her craze
make your own standard; make amaze.
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