Adagia (foolish fragments)

By blue




Everything
Has its destruction built in, even love,
Hard-wired and live to a single touch.
Be it the smallest gesture of my hand,
Be it a tear from the rose.

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Rorschach’s inner intensity is life, and spills
From the page accordingly, black into black.

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Poetry is contemplative
And should come to rest like a sky in the eyes,
Regenerative and worn.
Trans-substantiated from and soluble in the blood alone.

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Wisdom, let be. Tao says: wu wei!
I, always stands alone.

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A horrible thing written beautifully does not
Make a horrible thing beautiful.

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Our names are illumined and hang like flames from
The night tree, inconsolably grounded.

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Such brief devotions fill the air.
And still God’s blue breath, so infinite,
So light on the skin,
Comes and makes a thing of us.

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Imagination is our greatest natural resource.
So too is solitude.

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Love is nothing in comparison to its aftermath.
Love’s aftermath is nothing in comparison to love.
I believe this is the German’s rose speaking.
O pure contradiction!
Everywhere virility and scarcely sensed at all.

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Our sin is gravity; orbiting, orbiting.

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Birth and death are equally humbling.

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I’ve seen rainbows take the second turn into the sky.
Philosophers will say: Anything is possible.
These same philosophers will call me a Philo-nihilist.
How nice.

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Whatever it was I had to say,
it was lost on this world;
Of both, there will soon be not a trace.

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Adagia.

                   
                  Adagia, again.

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Copyright 2012 blue
Published on Wednesday, September 26, 2012.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Jonas Robinson On Wednesday, June 6, 2018, Jonas Robinson (985)By person wrote:

    I read very little soothing poetry which conveys something philosophical. Good stuff. :)

  • TropicalSnowstorm On Sunday, July 2, 2017, TropicalSnowstorm (1733)By person wrote:

    love how all the fragments both stand alone, but also work together and build on each other. my favorite lines are, "Poetry is contemplative And should come to rest like a sky in the eyes, Regenerative and worn. Trans-substantiated from and soluble in the blood alone." lovely piece, in its whole. Ciao, T/S Scholar

  • NikesRain On Saturday, March 7, 2015, NikesRain (1339)By person wrote:

    this still makes me sigh and cry and just be 'oh so...' i miss these thoughts, these words and works that flow and are so.. blue

  • A former member wrote: Poetry...yes, like an old book, dusty on the shelf. Not sharp nor new yet living and re~living. Waking in the mind on the thoughtful days, those dark, contemplative days nostalgic. i believe this to be far, far beyond adagia prime into the more obscure (but still semi~solid) planes of yon where those who dreamt like me finally ascend to sit and smoke a pipe whilst pondering your songs. Inconsolably grounded? Hehe...indeed, that. And yes, the blue breath still gives its kiss while the blink of an eye goes by...ages. Your ode to solitude...the ephemeral experience i chase, when it is the chasing that keeps me from it. Aftermath...there's a word that's followed me around of late, and i think that only a miniscule percent of people would ever comprehend the love of it or the it of its love...'twas a white rose said it? Purpose begins when we cease being orbited and get humble. And i don't see nihilism but i do catch a dewdrop of ontologist, therefore i suppose my response was silence. :) Exquisite.

  • A former member wrote: Masterfully put

  • NikesRain On Sunday, September 29, 2013, NikesRain (1339)By person wrote:

    and still this goes so deep... like the scent of lilacs resurfacing in december... always there and hiding until just the right time then going back to where it sleeps... your mind/soul/heart spin such things, beautiful and terrible at the same time... such things that make one unable to look away or reach for... such blue things...

  • carlosjackal On Friday, September 27, 2013, carlosjackal (2516)By person wrote:

    What great musings..Cracking little gems of pure brilliance.

  • Dilated View On Thursday, September 27, 2012, Dilated View (643)By person wrote:

    Deep thoughts by blue. Each segment felt tied to a larger sense of calm contemplation and.... not quite frustration, but something similar yet pondered and accepted for what it is. Thank you for sharing your sky with my eye

  • A former member wrote: i am both humble pupil and startled fool. this has such a bard-like quality...your wisdom both woes and delights me, makes me feel still and seen...it is a comfort and a blessing. thank you for this, for you.

  • FadedBlues On Wednesday, September 26, 2012, FadedBlues (2944)By person wrote:

    ...inspiring. 'I': the easiest charachter to write, but the hardest to understand...

  • gingerbread On Wednesday, September 26, 2012, gingerbread (72)By person wrote:

    such personal and profound lines and poems, each so revealing, each deserving of total absorption. thanks.

  • A former member wrote: "A horrible thing written beautifully does not Make a horrible thing beautiful." my fave. this was thought-provoking!

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