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Monday, March 7, 2016

I weep 3/7/16

I weep for the long haul between breaths,
for the human collective in action,
for any worthy cause, anywhere arriving.
I weep for the parting of a thought,
that I can’t hang onto it
as the carriage of image against feelings.
No one of these stays as constant;
deflation by recognition,
slow-fades as if staring,
weakening of meaningful impact,
sudden frame shifts of attention,
and the deadening of impressing impact.
The goods of that thought have somehow
been vanquished as underwhelming and vanished.
Revisitation as memories lacks the keynote luster.
I weep for the vanity escorting each blink
of needing-to-reopen my eyes,
to the replenishment of the same imaging as I had left
yet somehow ever so slightly faded of impact upon me.
But the security offered by that assumed same view,
is still repeating itself as if as an impress to guide me.
I weep from beyond that impact
as if for only being vexed in character,
for the lack of soul expression coming through me.
I weep from before weep had image and meaning.
The weep of separation from the oneness,
above all, from the all, within the all,
of the oneness, before all of weep existed . . .


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