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Light in the Icarus Garden
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Tuesday, 5th July 2005 @ 01:33:54 PM in AEST
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Light in the Icarus Garden
Lee Ferris
Copyright © 2005 Lee Ferris
Foreword
Light in the Icarus Garden
Ship of Kisses
Zebra Xylophones
The Dust of Only Sundays
Womanhood in the Meantime of Mole Hills
The Circular Congruence of an Indefinite Poem
Reptile Whales
Babe's Not Lovin'
Telescope Kisses (Are Distant Wishes)
Little Monstrosity
Anonymously Renowned
Dark Jar Tooth Well
Strideless Star of Infinity
Fortune of the Denim Hemmer
Uteria Brize
The Midnight Diamonds
Glamorous Carnival Sideshow
Concerto Espresso
Don’t Ever Lose You
I Can Feel a Heat Pulse Coming On
Poems For Yoga
Soft Generations
I. Soft Generations
II. Blue Goings
III. If You Can’t Beat Them___Be Them
Yellow Paper
Foreword
-My heart's demise is in the billows of the skies
Page 1
Light in the Icarus Garden
Hear me
O moon
You are the light bearer
Twilight mistress
I cast to you the runes
Page 2
Ship of Kisses
Down in the depths of this city
We don't have to admit to it
We're only the receivers of our duration
We forgo all of the occupied interrogations
Ship of Kisses
Ship in the stars
Can you tell me what is you really are?
Page 3
Zebra Xylophones
The muffled cries
Lament
Where did I
Go wrong eh___you say
Windy City
Itsy glitchy
Glitz of glittering
Speaker phones
Not much of a glamour marathon
Or a dial tone gigabyte
You constantly amaze
The zebra xylophones
Zebra zits are miniature
Worker bee potato chips
do you want to catch on fire
Like a burning harpsichord bush?
The muffled cries of Lost ammunition
Discharged pollutants
In the thick guerilla forests
Page 4
The Dust of Only Sundays
The dust of only Sundays
Echoes through the walls of the ancients
Perplexing nervous spheres
Vines reaching for throats
Rasping in their communal exports
I eat cattle delicacies
That are found exclusively
In the dust of only Sundays
I will not lose the plate of Fools
I can scrape off the persona of injustice
Lose the skinny any juice
And participate in percipitation
That will evaporate
Into the dust of only Sundays
Page 5
Womanhood in the Meantime of Mole Hills
Furioso Mole
Tension
Is your armor breastplate
You fight with invisible fists
Pawning hysteria
Daylight as consciousness
Is your pneumonic device
Neurotic device
Dirt
Shirtless and sleeves
Fraught with the land of reason
It is centrality
Force of Nepal's
Sequins laced in an old wedding dress
Page 6
The Circular Congruence of an Indefinite Poem
Millions
They are staying
They are playing
Watching
Stage light is forever staying
Hollywood
Is a training ground
For beautiful mimes
And disconcerted philosophers
Their digits
Are minds
For tigers
That are praying
Page 7
Reptile Whales
Great is the Lake
You will make
The greatest escape
Warriors on the untamed terrain
This breeze hits like a beached whale
Bleached whale
Pale whale
If whales have scales
Reptile whales
The cavern
Razor sharpened teeth
Awaken motions
Amongst criminals' concrete legs
Page 8
Babe's Not Lovin'
Babe's not lovin'
Like she used to
She only seems to want
More of the groomless moon
How I miss
The soft parchment
Radiance is all that she now will kiss
She opens her wings
Like a moth in daylight
Frogs jump in the twilight delight
She's just one of those moon kind
Made up her mind to swoon kind
Page 9
Telescope Kisses (Are Distant Wishes)
Undoing of the celestial gown
Tied up in knots
The blood strains to clot
A strainer sits on the sink
Something you can really teeth your sink into
Come on my friend
Take a look inside
There's a night time world
Waiting for your frost-keen eyes
We can determine our astral projections
We have our silver cataracts for our protection
You can interrupt this cycle of pre-gestation
Page 10
Little Monstrosity
You come out of the closet cloud
Furious above the raging storm
Insects are dragging your mouth
The dark spots on the blotted hemisphere
Are like a sight gag to you
Eating the bunny mummy
You arise from the light rock carcass
The tunes are unbearable
Fashions dated and unwearable
Your beat
Is like smelly uncooked meat
And the beat drones
On and on and on...
Page 11
Anonymously Renowned
I have a black tape subconscious microphone
You'll never find me licking any wounds alone
I am a Houdini Mussolini
If you follow me
Then you are bound to drown
Anonymously renowned
The situation of painful outcomes
Will it suit you just fine?
I am simply a living consequence
An absolute mind
If I got shot in the shoulder
And had to play the score over
The subliminal message would say
There's an odor in your motor
Page 12
Dark Jar Tooth Well
I bathe in the moonlight shade
A midnight chill of yawning perceptions
Ice-pack deity
You dropped the ragged umbrella
Who is that in your dark jar tooth well?
The portrait of the Lilly Ghost, Miss 'Tima Tell
Ice-pack deity
Lost to the freezing realm
Who is that in your dark jar tooth well
The portrait of the Lilly Ghost, Miss 'Tima Tell
Page 13
Strideless Star of Infinity
Standing outside a vacant telephone booth
Thumbing through the pages of an invisible telephone book
After the address of the timeless Strideless Star of Infinity I once knew
Returning often to the tune of the harmony moon
O the harmony moon
Forgetting not to shine in my mind
I fill frozen like glacier life
Not a place of definite time
Fritters are fried in the scalloped 'taters
I will catch you on the next moon some time later
Not a place of definite time
I remain like glacier life
Tulips are devoted to the harmony moon
You are far away from me in your Palace Womb
Page 14
Fortune of the Denim Hemmer
Some say porcupines are to pilfer
Inside their eyes are tubes of silver
Eating plastic army bazookas
The chewing is ungluing all of the hydrogen components
Automize the excellent pears
They are ripe with lush green wares
Never devise a plutonium elemental combustion unit
Capable of distorting the love of our gasoline planet
Fortune of the denim hemmer
A red lemon frothing with bitterness
The grapefruit called it a squirt
The hearth kite is flying on a sneezed breeze in the sky
Page 15
Uteria Brize
I caught Uteria walking down the lane one day at 45 Stone Plow Astro Wheel Park
___he was waiting in line to see the animal relics
that crowded theorems and postulates within his heart
He sprayed spylights with mascara
___the spylights could have been skylights
Had it not been that they were lights that spied
Looking down on Junkwhere Town
___she never stopped the dirty clotted clowns
From jumping on laundry trumpets and dipping their clown noses in tea for crumpets
Yeah I caught Uteria walking down the lane
___maybe ten twenty five or 30 times
He poured salt on mollusks just to see the exact shape of their brains
___and when he'd done that he gave them all silly unlikely pet names
Page 16
The Midnight Diamonds
I do not
I do not want
I do not want to live this way
I want the midnight diamonds
Inside of my chest to open up
And explode into the day
Midnight diamonds
I am in the tractor beam
Everything is just as it seems
I shoot through stars' inevitable dreams
Oh the Midnight diamonds
Her love
Is like a fleeting sun
Racing to its oblivion
The galaxy can not hold her
If only I had told her
But she was never there
Only in the wanton moon's facial glare
Oh only the midnight diamonds love me
They will open up inside my chest
Heave out a fish gill breath
And perhaps then I will feel the heat pulse
Page 17
Glamorous Carnival Sideshow
I like tea and Martians too
Crumpet feathers will not due
Who grew the floop
And cooped the flu?
I am not sure who is you
This is a dilly in the drill
A part without its sum of hearts
The cartwheel flips the wig
Geiger counter jumpstarts
Oo I am a tiger-lamb
Engaged in a cage
So very crammed
Page 18
Concerto Espresso
Waiting in the wings
The silence of the conjurer sings
___He calls the hills to abide his side
Wanting nothing more than coffee filters to be pure gold
And the beans will sprout inside our soul
___Old man time’s hourglass is our glass
Our glass
Our glass to pour forth the liquid of tranquility
___His ailing bones are for our stability
I would never leave this place
If the moon had a real face
___In the wings of forever I will wait
Page 19
Don’t Ever Lose You
Twenty mint minutemen came into the castle
There are many reasons why they had to make her cackle
I really want to bake a cake And send it to the awful utopia
You are all alone in your star land raindrops
Why have you asked me to drop off that smile package here?
Come here and give me that voice hare right here
Don’t ever lose you
You will be the only you
You will ever have
Don’t ever lose you
You in the faux-tan fur coat
Dancing on the fervent mill-toad
Page 20
I Can Feel a Heat Pulse Coming On
Heat
___Sweat
Tears
Ventilate
___Jacket pockets
Dearest years
I can feel
___A heat pulse
Coming on
Under morning laboratory
___The turtle takes it’s sweet time
To fake a yawn
Page 21
Poems For Yoga
Meditate the lives of lost gone stars
Never fading in to the mourning of scars
I love you dearly, I surely do
One of these mornings the spylights will have their due
Gesteria Jex you are the life of my light
I breathe in the future of your ankles angled so right
Move this way
Move around
I move up and I move sidesplitting down
Adorning the room of lovely interiors
You are the brightest thing to reflect off any mirror
Page 22
Soft Generations
I. Soft Generations
Soft generations
I wonder what they think is truth
Could they take their lives and meld them into
Soft generations
Soft generations
The light refraction
Staring off you get a sense of their keen distraction
Soft generations
Soft generations
You can become an awful utopia youth
All you have to do is let them into you
Soft generations
Soft generations
Exasperated to their fullest extent
Replete with minds where their time’s been split
Soft generations
Soft generations
You can become an awful utopia youth
All you have to do is let them blue the troops
Soft generations
Page 23
II. Blue Goings
It may seem like a regular admonition
But I’ve gone to the landscape’s circular position
I never liked the Civil Ball
I always felt pushed up against a wall
They are under my skin
And now it is sinking in
They have scratched passed the surface
Trying to affect my sense of self-worth
Page 24
III. If You Can’t Beat Them___Be Them
Umpteen time....coffee break....You are going to the youth rally....
____I really cannot understand this....Why have I joined this disorganization?
France’s pants....Francis’s Pants....Franco’s Paso....
____I understand now....But I do not know....Why?
Page 25
Yellow Paper
If I were to perchance a poem on yellow paper
And it was written in a language I could not understand
___Who would translate it for me?
The first baseman never hesitated
He threw the ball and it was a double play
___These words could fill a thousand stadiums
Waiting in the wings
You know I can seek the palace of comprehension
___Inside of the poem’s only dreams
Page 26
Copyright ©
Lee
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Re: Light in the Icarus Garden
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by TheTimeOf on
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| Your words are magic. Intense, beautiful, creations, that stirred so many emotions. Words that I will travel to again, and find a whole new meaning in. truly amazing work Lee. ~thetimeof |
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