Fence Jumper

Fence Jumper


Refused to take a side.

But grass is always greener

Over there — and besides

Have sat too long at centre

Of the twister.


Snuck back and forth

Between both camps

To explore either extreme;

Biparty scout unwelcome

Wherever logic is lean.


Neither coterie can claim

To be totally correct:

They must agree to disagree

Out of begrudged respect.

Skip, skip, skip to our Lou all the same!

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Perspective Analysis

Perspective Analysis

 
We are not the only witnesses 
Nor numen that wades currents
By riversides and oceans
Within a vast, unnamed expanse ...

Though our heads do dash against these stones here on the shore 
Since we can barely help but to think in contradictions 
Gravely unaware of the true scope of our visions
Forgetting that in the big picture relativity dissolves 
Into the reality that opposites don't in fact oppose
Nor do they actually preside as bi-polar compositions
Clear-cut propositions or unchanging absolutes
It is as always, a question of perspective.

Yet there lies the heart and matter of the mystery at hand: 
That when things lose their strictly human meaning 
They quite naturally regain (so to speak)
Their universal truthfulness within the silent mind of One beholder.

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Oh Incompatibility

Oh Incompatibility

Every pot does have its lid but hey: some of us are Pans

Pan-theistic, pan-optical, pan-tonality!

She aptly called it The Curse of Being Well-Rounded

Neither altogether here, nor left behind back there

An overflowing plenum, which even the finest vessel can't contain

Wayward rivers break down dams to flood valleys

Alone in their totality — liquid outrunning quiddity

Landing us between despair and disparity

Once we were conjoined; sharing joy as well as sorrow

Yet those yesterdays have gone, with no promise of tomorrow.

Our time together endeth now

May he treat you right . . . Never quite knew how.

Image: Weeping Ofelia courtesy of ~ belldandies

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Interplay At The Interstice

Interplay At The Interstice

Betwixt serendipitous and portentous

Lies the elastic gap of The Interstice

Its symmetry is framed by four cardinal points upon compass

Symbols taken too literally are mired amid seriousness

While we of light letters break free from such fetters...

Implicit order sings explicit yet tacit

* No need to explain what is obvious to wit *

Ludic Imperative rings clear

Through post-millennial Noosphere

Abject objectivity is petrified with fear

But there's no evil to hear about here

Unless of course one falters when playing by ear

All opposites meet in the middle

Blending both attention and intention

Don't ever settle for second fiddle

You're a conductor who sounds out a whole new dimension

Betwixt splendiferous and pretentious
Dive into wide open gap of The Interstice
Asymmetry be famed for offsetting our trifling bombast!

Image: Circle of Angels by Gustave Dore [Illustration from Dante's Paradiso]

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