When Black surrounds and muffs my sight,
Lead feet mush through tarry night.
When midnight throbs – Flash’d starlight!
This fog is Yours – warm chill, all-right.
Archive for the ‘Cuboid Poetry’ Category
Winter Solstice
Tuesday, January 27th, 2009The fear of Fear
Saturday, May 20th, 2006
Fear, shadow-cage I daren’t face and fight,
though I thrust out against it with all of my might.
Sidestepped, I embrace the fear of fright,
and prison walls melt in That all-loving light.
Swastika
Tuesday, April 4th, 2006
Swastika, take me into your world,
Within your centre, all mysteries unfold.
Arms spin through eternal time,
With tails that trail in the winds behind.
Remembrance
Friday, November 4th, 2005
Silver drops, horizontal on train’s window.
Mind meshed in problems’ ebb and flow.
Flitting finch flashes – the deafening blow,
“Everything is Him”. I know. i know.
Eagle
Tuesday, November 1st, 2005
A glimpse, a gleam in eagle’s eye
Behind the bars, as I pass by.
A call, a shriek of irony,
Tells me my cage is just a lie.
Another Cuboid poem I wrote recently. The concept of cuboid poetry is that while it sits in this rigid square structure of 4 lines, 4 rhymes, 4 beats/line, it always alludes to something outside of the box, something cosmic. I started experimenting with this form because I feel it is a way of saying that although we live in this society of square buildings and straight roads, that our minds can still remain free and roam outside of these boxes.
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