illuminate the

text to tickle

sound from

the symbol  (HawaiiDeeCee)

 

 

as

isms

explore,

extrapolate,

incorporate,

erasing the individual.  (SaiGordonHampton)

 

 

sibilant sounds

sway a spell

swirling signs

from -isms

and -ites.

soon...  (NeverCominHome)

 

 

...Consonants trigger

Uncertain slopes

As vowels unravel

Ascendable ropes  (DonJuandeVulgaire)

 

 

spelling ,cresendos

          and

spirialing decresendos

a cacophony of texts

the sounds of sight

if sung just write

build upon the next  (Sixstrung)

 

 

dissonant allusions

appear tuneless

but like finest jazz

clarify on your skin  (NeverCominHome)

 

 

the cymbals symbols of sound

of tension and reason

slowing the streaming

to dissect a direct

understanding.

your drawl disappears

when you sing  (HawaiiDeeCee)

 

illuminate the

text to tickle

sound from

the symbol  (HawaiiDeeCee)

 

 

as

isms

explore,

extrapolate,

incorporate,

erasing the individual.  (SaiGordonHampton)

 

 

sibilant sounds

sway a spell

swirling signs

from -isms

and -ites.

soon...  (NeverCominHome)

 

 

...Consonants trigger

Uncertain slopes

As vowels unravel

Ascendable ropes  (DonJuandeVulgaire)

 

 

spelling ,cresendos

          and

spirialing decresendos

a cacophony of texts

the sounds of sight

if sung just write

build upon the next  (Sixstrung)

 

 

dissonant allusions

appear tuneless

but like finest jazz

clarify on your skin  (NeverCominHome)

 

 

the cymbals symbols of sound

of tension and reason

slowing the streaming

to dissect a direct

understanding.

your drawl disappears

when you sing  (HawaiiDeeCee)

        

In the mirk and muck

Mind in a funk

 

no light no cobble

to guide

 

I will grope

webbed tentacles

 

trying to catch me a .... (Sixstrung)

 

 

trickle of thought

as it drips and drops

like the leak

in my eye  (NeveCominHome)

 

or the falling

water fall plops

as it spreads oh so

smoothly

amid  (HawaiiDeeCee)

 

 

ashes, making mud,

to flow like my blood and flood.

drowning out my equilibrium.  (SaiGordonHampton)

 

sweeping away stanchions, set at holding me in.

pushing shifts of debris to the sea despite pleas

that I just can't get torn any further, winds hurtle,

jagged words, like whipped stones at my back.  (SaiGordonHampton)

 

 

and dawn attacks, from beyond a summary sky;

don't reply. -Free  (MonstrosityMike)

 

        

 

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