Monday, November 02, 2009

Limbic Phantoms/Phantom Limbs


And constellations reel their predictive matrices
Above the myriad minds in sleep set free
Hydrad haunts the slate roof skyline
Full moon feral the calling of her ancestral mothers
To set the world to rights
In increments of feathers

And dreams of stars and swirling galaxies of peace
Compose great symphonies in ether mist
Individual notes picked out insemiotic
And thread together necklaces for ancestral mothers
To set the world to rights
In jigsaw pieces pondered

And falling yet through floors of splintered silence
Mind meanderers spread their mattress arms
Embrace the morning rituals unthought
And wide-eyed wash away the fears of ancestral mothers
To set the world to rights
In menial tasks of civil duty

17 comments:

Yodood said...

this one reverberated down in my genes

Harnett-Hargrove said...

The cosmo/macro. Sometimes it is hard to be grounded. -Jaynbe

Pisces Iscariot said...

Yodood: now that is a disturbing image :)

Jayne: or torn between :B

JeffScape said...

Awesome. "in increments of feathers" is a beautiful, beautiful line.

the walking man said...

Jury duty? ;-}

Pisces Iscariot said...

Jeffscape: thank you and welcome :)

Walking Man: Nobody would want me on their jury :D

James Higham said...

Why are planets near-spheres?

Pisces Iscariot said...

James: I give up, why are planets near-spheres?

Lilwave said...

"dreams of stars and swirling galaxies of peace"

Reminds me of why I love to fly in my dreams. I like this very much.

derailed hippo said...

this is perfect for a nice slow read late at night with candels for company

zoe said...

wow! i love this image and the poem; the second stanza is insanely perfect.

insanely perfect. i don't know what else to say.

Pisces Iscariot said...

Lilwave: thank you and happy flying :]

Derailed Hippo: any way you like it ;}

Zoe: insanely perfect is good enough for me - thanks! :D

ArtSparker said...

The quotidian is a harsh mistress.

Cinnamon said...

Awesome.

Do you think the moon governs our dreams?

Brian Miller said...

i love the thread that binds these together...though my mindless morning ritual would include a snooze button or two, at least until the coffe is brewed...nice play.

Pisces Iscariot said...

Artsparker: The daily fever (I had to look that one up) - perhaps only a virus :)

Cinnamon: I think the moon has a strong effect on my imagination

Brian: mmmm coffee

Not For Jellyfish said...

That was very nice and a soothing read. Great imagery!