Bantering with Octagons

[freescorfr]

Amber, opal, sapphire shreds, coal cold crystals transform, transcend. The a priori fossil future of a petrified imagination, granite to the core.

 

[sigh]

the emerald isle of imagination
green fields on rolling hills
she rides the sea

john wayne
boxer
fisticuffs all through the town

 

[Dillinger]

Everlasting emerald eyes of autumn shine screaming sunbeam winds thoughout the eons of time.

 

[Svedish_Chef]

Emerald eyes

Time

For the rest of time, I cannot forget

Lives

Once apart, now entwined, when we first met.

 

[freescorfr]

Entwined in columbine and honeysuckle nights carressed by moths, mosquitoes, owls and scratching dormice. Lunar episodes of lunacy and moonshine from a seashell.

 

[Dillinger]

Everlasting entwined time of of night that is day when the break crashes against the swerve of shore and bend of bay.

 

[Black_Bird]

Bend. Just bend. No, I don't have anything else to say, Just bend. Hmm... thank you. That looks nice. Mind if I touch it? With my chicken? Yes, I am. You've never heard of fowl love? Oh... you just think its foul.

 

[tortoise]

Transmission, reception, inexact science
Your words escape to the ether
Evanescing beyond both grasp and guidance
Such ever evolving creatures

Indelible pieces of inanimate spark
The readers digest what they wish
An inedible peace, a luminescent dark
Chaos, control, relinquish

 

[Dillinger]

Evolving mind knows no nos. Creatures digest time as they ride the tilt-a-whirl of consciousness.

 

[Dhalgren]

Touch my Bird..
Go ahead, you know you want to.

I’d rather be a word man..
Better than a Bird man.

But the Y in the Bird is so luscious, you know.

 

[Dillinger]

Bird, bird, bird is a word. Word is a bird. Lusciousness knows no bounds. Nos know bounds.

 

[Dhalgren]

The Bird stew was divine…happily marinated in warm dripping honey from the trees where the sun provides shade for the Nos..whose bound to sing like those languid foul you once saw inside the luscious particles.

 

[freescorfr]

House nos in the everlasting street,
Between each house an infinity of homes
unbounded, but defined, a matrix full of formic acid,
vectors, listed, ranged
Each a monad, windowless, atomic captors of being's totality.

 

[Dhalgren]

Atomic particles dancing happily around the Nos and his head..

One behind, the other below..

Can you hear them playing within the monad..silently laughing at the windowless view?

 

[Dillinger]

Warm everlasting lusciousness plays innocently with the change of seasons.

 

[Dhalgren]

Turning the season’s inside each other you get a glorious telescope filled with hope for the War of Peace.

 

[tortoise]

Telescope glass, when ground just so and mixed with minced speaker wire, is highly effective in curing chronic halitosis.

 

[Dillinger]

Speaking chronically I think that time is way out of its linear track. But since I haven't been tracking it I can't say for sure. Well actually, I can say for sure. "For sure." See, I just said it.

 

[Svedish_Chef]

Sure?

Nope, not at all, for shore am I shore?

 

[sigh]

time waits as electrons boil
which way and where?
who knows?

there's no such thing as centrifugal force
it's only misconstrued angular momentum

 

[tortoise]

Electron wishes, covalent dreams
Summoning dihedral angels
Aromatic aliphatic cold fused rings
Forming bridges across the angstroms

 

[sigh]

who posts their posts with ogtagons?
organic carbon creatures of water and air
sulfur
benzene
a touch of chloride
(and an hydroxyl or two, of course)

elemental
of the stuff of stars we are

 

[Dillinger]

Of the stars of stuff we are. Stuffing ourselves full of stars. Starring ourselves full of stuff. Starstuff. Stuffstar. Hosannah! Hey! Zanna Zanna Ho! Zanna ho, Zanna hey, superSTAR!

 

[sigh]

jc superstar...flares to nova

the stuff of stars sails across the universe
esoteric wanderings across quiet fields of glass

there crouches the predator
there the beast of mayhem
and there the unicorn
which is real and which the stuff of fancy?

 

[Black_Bird]

I am not conforming. I am an individual like everybody else.