the black swan {{_p_}}

the black swan {{_p_}}

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rara avis in terris nigroque simillima cygno

in the hall of the black swan
fooled by randomness
comforted by circumstance
a guild filled fat with this chance of history
a horseshoe
a polaroid
for I can tell you the sky is blue
and the world is round
might the faint death cries of gallileo haunt
for fate’s rope tightly bound
around your eyes –
for you see:
this blindfold is a master thief
not seen, not felt, a diabolical minion of stealth
a night shifting from darkness
shadow slide shadow in
a black hole to consume all
in regal fold and ornate dress
to change the bend a prism lens
a desire
the cosmic wave background pulses
an echo
a pebble placed pond ripples
skips in loops of perfect eight align
and then-
the elegant black swan –
at last will mate
and pair to sequence – the cosmos at large.

Notes… I am being pointed here, not obscure. We’ll see who gets my meanings, any takers?

alexander, what might have gone through your mind…

alexander, what might have gone through your mind…

alexander-the-great-quotes-featured

on golden rod bend sun sheen
strolls on by the strident king
glides on through and between
these careful rows of winter wheat
Oh, Alexander!
keeper of the namesake
halter to the great mantle
a border past beyond barriers
ties brothers out landscape born
for in the eyes of the conqueror
begets the lion’s roar

notes… I imagine a conqueror must be both fierce and strong… but at times pauses to admire the landscape in between battle that bear namesake… and also I am invoking the elysian fields type of view as well,  there is other commentary in this poem, we will see how many of you get it, I have no idea why this popped into my head, it just did, who am I to argue with the universe? I just work here…