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Date Posted: 15:11:39 07/27/02 Sat
Author: sp99
Author Host/IP: pool-63.53.97.238.nwrk.grid.net / 63.53.97.238
Subject: Re: Bohemian Astrophysics
In reply to: paul 's message, "Bohemian Astrophysics" on 19:43:14 07/07/02 Sun

hmmm....sorry it took longer than I wanted to get
back to this poem of yours, another wonderful piece
of work with so many lines just perfect it was so
hard just to choose a few to highlight as this:
"Living past you
and like you
throwing anger like kisses,"
and then this:
"This is my alarm clock like
tears falling and nightmares
chasing her back to her closet
I am my father's son
swimming to ocean floors to pull
my worn body back to shore
I am dawning scales like armor
to protect her-
her father figures lurking like
figures in dark nights under
bedtime shut eyelids like
childhood monsters haunt her.
Protect her-
as I am her savior,
but my father follows in my shadow"
with my appreciation becoming as long as your poem,
smile I my many thanks for being able to read this
and also loving the your thoughts on what to do with
"uprooting buddha". Now I have one more of yours to
read but regretfully later as I heed the call of my
local artistic friends! Thanks again Paul!!! SuSanne

>ummmmm.....thanks to all of you for your very generous
>comments about "uprooting buddha". it is far from
>being finished, my intention is to turn it into a
>small book unto itself. i have read some very amazing
>poetry on this message board and i am trying to
>extract the multitude of personalities in each piece.
>i am very grateful to raphaela for suggesting this
>forum to me. thank you. ~paul
>
> bohemian astrophysics
>
>We are our parents' children.
>
>They are our first sign of God.
>
>Under shuttered eyelids
>I hear him push me to the heavens
>and my grades flew like
>shooting stars, and the sands
>washing away while capturing them
>Waves lap at eclectic blues
>somber moods sobering childish dreams
>and my ambitions built up like
>supernovas�
>this was my answer to your words,
>this - a plight to come back from madness
>five points under Isaac Newton
>for you
>and I am three centuries late to father
>physics
>and I am living bohemian
>astrophysics
>with ambitions swelling like
>supernovas
>Crawling out from cumulus clouds,
>stretching in morning mists
>playing equations in bedtime dreams
>and raising hands to blue skies
>calling out in classroom claustrophobia
>just to answer you
>ambitions grew like supernovas
>to play role model children for you
>Desire laid down like
>trampled flower gardens
>to play the white sheep in white flocks
>and I saw visions of God
>behind you as I watched you
>spill fists onto those who followed you
>Ambitions flowing like poetic
>orgasm�
>I Just Dive In
>fleeing from life to leisure
>and back,
>I am black sheep
>dwelling on bohemian astrophysics
>behind you
>and now unseen to you
>like younger brother unseen to me,
>in a womb
>in my mother
>at your knees
>begging you
>and under your feet
>under your fists
>and I am growing past you
>like ambitions ballooning like anger
>playing dust devils winding
>down dusty paths
>I am my father' son
>Bursting like supernovas
>like rain clouds
>I am breaking glass cabinets
>and trust
>at every bend in the road
>thrusting like adolescence
>between thighs of
>soft flesh felt
>like clouds that cry to me.
>Living past you
>and like you
>throwing anger like kisses,
>my father's shadow
>running behind you,
>tears like rainfall.
>This is atom bombs dropping,
>towers falling,
>growing past you
>This is my alarm clock like
>tears falling and nightmares
>chasing her back to her closet
>I am my father's son
>swimming to ocean floors to pull
>my worn body back to shore
>I am dawning scales like armor
>to protect her-
>her father figures lurking like
>figures in dark nights under
>bedtime shut eyelids like
>childhood monsters haunt her.
>Protect her-
>as I am her savior,
>but my father follows in my shadow
>Ambitions are dropping like
>American bombs on Middle East
>landscapes marking craters
>like space and time moonscapes
>I was my father's sun,
>and fled from raging wartime pastures-
>a black sheep living bohemian astrophysics
>living past it.
>
>We are our parents' children.
>
>They are our first sign of God.
>
>I have yet to read the Bible.

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