onsdag, oktober 05, 2022

Open your little gate

Det börjar bli dags för min årliga födelsedagsdikt och detta är väl en rimlig kandidat. Denna gången skrev jag på engelska. Funderade på att ornamentera med emojis men tycker den står fint även utan.

Provar att renodla emojipoemet nästa gång istället.

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Open your little gate


Incessant knocking 

A plate of solid gold

Dreamspace 

A magnitude higher

Development

A form without form

Shapeless

Cymbal against cymbal

Dust to Dust

Dig and digging

Fracture

Sprazz

Jumping sideways

Dodging artfully

Opening doors

Swinging 

Restless pushing against

Going under

Fundamental inaction 

Immobility

And utter destruction

Once again


The old reccuring dream

The wind is picking up

While I 


First the first

The very first time

Gaze at the titles 

On your bookshelf


Level position

Poised for capture

Eyes staring out the jungle

Flash photography

Moments in the dark


That's very bleak you know

Rattled wind chimes

Reassemble the clay

Go again, Nice try

The unwritten, Unspoken

Frozen in time, insect in amber style


The old reccuring dream

The wind is picking up

While I


First the first

The very first time

Gaze at the titles

On your bookshelf