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THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part II: Poetic Pillars – Questions and Answers ***
[ XVI ]
*** How Water moves through rocks ***



“Drop
Beat . . .
Any
Form,
Bond
- And
Each
Bell
Cue; –

*** Root ***

Aim
For
Calm
- But
Cut
Deep,
- Try
New
Ways –

*** Root ***

Both
In
Care,
- Each
To
Bare
Void
Of
Mean; – ”



©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part II: Poetic Pillars – Questions and Answers ***
[ XVII ]
*** Where is the greatness of what is small ***



“Seed
In [ : to : ]
(the) Wet
Soil
As
Now
Time
Is
Fit; –

*** Root ***

Get
To
Know:
Dim,
- Or
Dull,
- Far,
Or
Neat –

*** Root ***

Stay
Hid [ : ]
Path,
- That
Led
[ : ] Sure
Hope
For
Soul; – ”


©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part II: Poetic Pillars – Questions and Answers ***
[ XVIII ]
*** When Soul overcomes the worldly spirit ***



“Soul
Is
Lore.
Seek
To
Find
Path
Of
Love; –

*** Root ***

[ : do you : ] See
(the) Wide
Sky
Jar,
[ : do you : ] Hear
(the) Hum
Pass
Low; -
Rest.

*** Root ***

Just
Ten
Laws
From
God.
[ : ] Keep
All.
Live
[ : and : ] Pray – ”



©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part II: Poetic Pillars – Questions and Answers ***
[ XIX ]
*** What prevails within Nature ***



“Know
My
Way:
- Deep –
In
All
What
Is
Art; –

*** Root ***

But
Art
Live, [ : so/(as) : ]
- Thy
Cry
Fade;
Wet,
(or) Dry; -
Sink [ : in : ]

*** Root ***

Be
Ink, –
Flow ..
- Or
Fly,
Dive
In
Sun
Rays – ”



©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

To the one I’ll never say goodbyes

So many times.
I’ve had you in my bed.
Not in reality
But in my head...
I find you sexually attractive
So dominate my body
I’m willing to be submissive....
Lust fuels our intimacy
But our fire burns
Only in secrecy.....
I want to see a glitter of light
Spreading wings in the sky
We could stare into the galaxy while high.....
I can’t abstain from you.....
My body craves for you......

You’re always in my heart
You’re always on my mind
And when it all becomes too much
You’re not far behind.


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THE MUSE: EDELWEISS – Vol. I
*** Part II: Poetic Pillars – Questions and Answers ***
[ XXI ]
*** When birds are singing ***



“Thy
Heart
Sing
For
World [: (‘s) : ]
Pain
Ask
First
Tear; –

*** Root ***

To
What
Lore
My
Beat
Rise
In
Each
Note? –

*** Root ***

Say
What
Hopes
Are
Rare
Grace
- All
Fall
Clear – ”



©Th3Mirr0r

(2018+ / 2019)

She had blue skin.
And so did he.
He kept it hidden.
And so did she.
They searched for blue.
Their whole life through.
Then passed right by
And never knew.

~anonymous

First we had the left-wing media
tearing Trump apart for his tweets
of course they couldn't stand an aging white guy
expressing himself with modern technology
somewhat erratically you'd have to say at times
anyway the games up for him (or is it?)
but here we go
right wing media
turning any wince
any pause by Biden
into a case for mental collapse
he's 78 how about giving him some rope here
at least he's bringing America
back into emissions commitments
and did he rage at CNN's Kaitlin Collins?
well it was a forceful answer to a forceful set of questions
sure Putin's tricky
rarely answers a question without bouncing it back
to ask you to look at your record
and on we go
and on we go
is it easier just to turn the TV off
and forget US politics exists?

By sand drift and sea
a girl in bright feathered green
Gatsby and champagne

Lend me your cloche
flappers dancing the Charleston
jazz and etiquette

tennis racquet times
romance in the Duesenberg
picnic on the Sound

"She doesn't like love stories ...
Love novels.
Love movies.
Love poems.
Reunions, happy endings, in love stories.
She thought love was an invention of weak spirits, like faith.
Unnecessary fragility. Source of dependencies and complications.
Loss of individuality.
She was not a cold or cold woman, she just did not believe and did not like the word love.
It satisfied the desire for sex not to create affections, commitments.

When she met him, she was already at a peaceful age.
He had built his life, free of permanent presence and longing.
For him, displayed back for the first time at the time of farewell.
For the first time I wanted to see someone again.
For the first time desirable to stay after the sacrifice or the body.
She said:
- Never say I loved or leave!
- I will never say I love you!

And the word love was a forbidden word.
Whenever he felt the word grow in him;
Whenever I knew he was a prophet, I shut him up.
It sealed the word in his mouth, with yours.
And the word love ... was silence.

He asked:
- Why don't you say the word?
- Why don't you want to hear it?
- Why do you make the word shame and secret?

She was silent ...

The promise made in a girl's bed was silent with a woman's hatred.
I was silent ... as I closed my ears to not hear a word.
He was silent, as he pursed his lips when the pediatrician said.

The word love, sign of acceptance, surrender.
The word love, word that would kill the girl itself.

She said to him later, almost in the following:
- Never say I loved or leave ...!
- I will never say I love you ...!

One day he didn't show up ...
The silence of love becomes unbearable
A new and unwanted feeling grew within her.
Try to ignore the body's call.
Shut the will ... Shut the longing ...

When you didn't resist.
When you give up the fight and receive yourself, turn it on.
He said sadly:
- I love you ....!
- ... and hung up.

He ran to her. He had waited so long for voice and word.
He opened a door to her house with a key that was hers.
The key she doesn't have before anyone else.

Written on the walls of the corridor, in the living room, going out to a street through the windows and blinds.
Written in red, as if organized inside, tearing, piercing walls.
Written all over the house,
was the word “I LOVE YOU”.

He saw her in bed ...
In the hands ..., a paper that said fired.
On paper, drawn by child's hands,
there was a smiling man holding a girl with wet eyes in revolt.
The man said I love you and smiled.
A word crossed out over and over ... until the paper is torn ...