Tesselations
Speculations
Fitting into life.
One divide,
juggling, jumbling,
matching stride.
Thursday, Friday,
pass the gate:
some more numbers
for the slate.
Stop-
smelling flowers,
rush through,
gotta be on time, (gotta be on time!)
What to do?
Men watch through telescopes
Eyeing sin,
and the delicious kin.
Beyond superlunary,
black, dark, cold-
SUPER SCARY
Tesselations
only speculations-
carved in life,
to the sky-
Fly so high.
'Final'
Tesselation,
specualtion,
preparation-
For future domination.
Author notes
Just a bit of an odd poem on my part, it's supposed to invoking thoughts and make you wonder what exactly it's about. Did I succeed?
Cackle and laugh, Cackle and laugh, what did you feel on your behalf?
Comments
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Repetition
intuition
shape ajoining shape
ad infinitum
to sky above
depths of earth
scary reaches
repetition
intuition
studiers unite
prepare to dominate
the revenge of young minds who know
more than others think they do
Hope, I thought I was piecing the meaning
together, the hectic rush, close-up observation,
then to domination. But in my mind I see
the Escher tessellations masking taped to my wall,
(I had taken an Escher book apart!)
flying geese morphed to fish.
But lost in the mystery of your words
as to how the pieces can fit together
so well???
Indeed, an excellent thought provoker!
(Perhaps I need footnotes at the bottom of the page!)
Aesthete
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