Ostinato

 
The eye misses all that is ineffable,
and what you are right now.

Vertigo demolishes specifics
as the darkness lifts,
 and light embraces its dependence,
kissing this day with whispers
of curiosity.

2 thoughts on “Ostinato

  1. I should start doing this…I have a collection of poems I’ve been working on the past few years, up to about 70 poems now, that need some circulation. Have a Website with three such collections, although the second collection was hacked and I lost about 2/3 of the poems. Ugh.

    Anyway, here’s one…

    *, but now all I see are pitchforks and flames * *and the eternal smile of the serpent’s shadow.*

    On Wed, Aug 21, 2019 at 10:50 AM Boho Dreams of Space and Time wrote:

    > davestankowicz posted: ” The eye misses all that is ineffable, and what > you are right now. Vertigo demolishes specifics as the darkness lifts, and > light embraces its dependence, kissing this day with whispers of curiosity. > ” >

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