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Distilland
Distilland
Flamingo dancing
in Bali
Tibetan Hills
Places to go cuz we haven’t been
5 billion olive trees growing in the desert
It’s a sound day
Nepal-Devils
I die you die
Haunting another dark night
Cosmic Gem
II.
I leave you lean
Darling, inside my soul
A pear; shaped fog
Snow comes Then the plants
On the dock
Distallants
What means
Distillants
Elves and maple train of leaves
Tally
III
Malnourished scented Souls
Prostration I Ching affair
Cannot survive the cold
In your heart
The wind in your voice
The snow on your mood
The coral crunching beneath
Your feet in the dream
Tuck the dog into the cabinet
The food into the dog bed
Burst then and quietly sleep
Cuz that’s what you do
When you sleep
Be quiet and still
At last.
This poem is a kaleidoscope
This poem is a kaleidoscope of movement, memory, and mystery. It is a dreamscape woven from distant places, elemental forces, and surreal shifts in perception. The imagery carries an almost hypnotic rhythm, each stanza unveiling a new layer of longing, reckoning, and transformation.
There is also an interplay between vast landscapes and intimate emotions, as that of a dance of a flamingo in Bali against the quiet surrender of sleep which creates a tension that feels both cosmic and deeply personal. The final lines settle into a whisper, a resolution, a kind of acceptance wrapped in quietude. Thank you for sharing this intricate piece, one that stays on in the mind like an echo of something half-remembered, half-discovered.
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