“The Ancient of Days” by William Blake
if I think it
it is
if I write it
it lives
keep your coins
you may pay me in wishbones
the wealth may be yours
but the power is mine
From my book Bohemian Scents
Thinking
All posts tagged Thinking
“Broken Forms” by Franz Marc
flesh and bone prisons
can’t incarcerate minds
no matter the crime
From my books Pieces of Wine and Riverthink
“Day of Glass” by Erich Heckel
sand and ash
plain ideas
made from
granular thought
come to bond
in the heat of
intelligent fire
transformed in
that singular
chalice of bone
conscious crucible
elements changed
intellectual alchemy
purges impurity
giving release from
the sins of obscurity
rendered transparent
no longer a solid
not yet quite a liquid
a slow-moving
pensive deliberate
shapelessness
seeking some nobly
provocative form
ineluctably cooled
into choices of
permanence
ethically clear
artful lenses or
vessels admitting
of light the full
spectrum of truth
able now to be
sharply discerned
and displayed
defined starkly and
wholly accessible
no more excuses or
errors of judgment
but truth must be
handled with care
revelation can startle
and clarity can blind
sand and ash
plain ideas
the mean friable
substance of
unrefined minds
though they undergo
wizardry burned
and then turned
into beautiful glass
brilliant specimens
smoothly well-reasoned
exquisite exhibits of
vitreous wisdom
are evermore fragile
yes those
even those
best and highest
expressions of
artisan minds
can be easily shattered
by the merest
oblivious flick from
a philistine boor
“Enigma” by Halina Grzyb
answers aren’t important
it’s the questions that matter
the fashion of wonder
confronting obscurities
only by asking tomorrow
may bodies move forward in time
every footprint of progress
embedded with traces of inquest
compelled by the curious instinct
life at its best is a journey of mind
well and highly imagined
more dreaming than doing
more feeling than knowing
the gleaning of truths
happy cognitive accidents
fruits of impassioned self-inquiry
thinking one’s way unto inklings of
all the most beautiful mysteries
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“Live your questions now, and perhaps even without knowing it, you will live along some distant day into your answers.” – Rainer Maria Rilke
“Im Schatten” by Ute Laum
placid headwaters
spill down through conscious cascades
finding confluence
teeming with jumbled language
swirling into coherence
(originally posted October 2013)
“Circular Reasoning IV” by Jennifer Goldberger
vectors of philosophy
gather their cognitive substance
and cast into motion
academic assertions of
modernist points of departure
from ancestral argument
finding more often than not
for those very old questions
the very same answers
attained in Athenian agorae
stripping their beards
and their togas then
dressing them up in new
costumes of context and
claim to have solved the
inscrutable riddles of the ages
“Sandra’s Thinking Woman” by injete
I apologize for the thoughts that I think
thoughts I cannot write down
cannot utter aloud
words whose terrible meaning
will only make sense in their silence
expressed by no more than
the hint of a darkening rage in the eye
and a barely perceptible
quivering pulse in the cords of the neck
I apologize also for knowing
instinctively certain
the same thoughts exist in your mind
“The Ancient of Days” by William Blake
if I think it
it is
if I write it
it lives
keep your coins
you may pay me in wishbones
the wealth may be yours
but the power is mine
“Old Rusty Bucket” by Jim Gensheer
thoughts leaking precision
from buckets of brains
hauled from decade to decade
old scholarship banged up
by too many trip-and-falls
clumsy with age among
fast moving new-minted minds
never stepping in classical stains
from incontinent seepage
of once settled science
thinking or dreaming
what does it really matter
drowsy in my chair
Poesy plus Polemics 