Notes From Me

Sunday, January 09, 2005

the solution is dissolution

It's very rhyming, but here is a poem:

Abraxas woke a wasted sacrifice
When off the shouldered ground not only cold
But colder crept a postmodern demise
That all the mountains, gods and shrines of old
Themselves not sent had sent him yet untold

With time's false shadows howling in the stands
He inchingly advanced hand over hand

Searching he found but found much to be sought
And answers begging questions more and more
Abraxas ceased to speak and no more thought
To simply stand and open the one door

All future and all past had formed a wheel
Amazing him what little he could feel

That sign urged him to Relax and unwind
The faithless stranding flowers round his feet
On recourse from the old, "moonshined and blind"
Remembering his godness, rose to meet

The toppling of the hierarchies came
And from impermanence retrieved his name

posted by lux at 4:24 AM
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2 Comments:

B Goei commented at 1/09/2005~: hey, thanks for the comment on my blog. you cheered me up substantially and i just thought i'd return the favor.

i love the poem. it's subtly layered, but not too much so that i can't picture what abraxas is going through. pretty much perfect in my eyes.
Martin commented at 1/10/2005~: Thanks for the comment on my blog. Yeah, "Staying in Pinoy," is a great blog. I like it and I like yours also. Very nice poem :-)

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La Luna

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