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Invisible Ubiquity

A Year of Poetry without Poetry

Fiat sans Fiat

Just time, Just being, Just...

I want to say Something!

Doesn't Everybody

I want what I don't Say

To Speak Volumes

And it Does

Only

No one Hears

It's like a Dog Whistle - Ultrasonic

Much like the world of Spirit

Infrared, Invisible, Ultraviolet

It mocks me with Invisible Ubiquity

The World Laughs Silently

Once you've been the Brunt

Of a Mocking like That

You Understand a Year of Poetry without Poetry

You cry for the Silence

Cry in a way no one can Detect

Thus you are able to fake Pity

For anyone Gauche or Pragmatic Enough

To care only for the Visible World

While you bite your Cheeks and grind your Teeth

Producing Invisible Thoughts

Because you want to Scream

NOTHING

jc 3/9/07

Curtail Kris Kringle's

wink and little nose wrinkles;

I'm sure he's not jolly

as that.

Just how can he make toys

for today's girls and boys?

They are nothing but spoiled

little brats.

If I were so blessed

with such a big master list

I'd give them what they all

have earned.

Behind whacks! with a stick

would best bet turn the trick.

Merry Xmas to all

--lesson learned.

cc, late 20C

                    CEUPON

      The urgent sunlight pressed us

              ~can sunlight be urgent? ...and yet...

      Often into action of some sort

               ~our silly dance

      What gamboling and searching

       Led to nights of wanton loss

      Other times we whiled, yes laughing, we whiled

               ~one says whiled away, but we whiled up

      When I look back with older eyes

      At all the unedited poems

       Left in bins or drawers or boxes

      Will I see what we looked for

      Captured in a stray note or line

              ~could a photo hold that strange tune

                or paint that wild dance

       Only our fleeting moments

       Etched in fading and susceptible cells

       It wasn't a regular trip

       Though we left deep ruts

                ~thanks

jc  8/13/98