DocAndersen
in the distance
below the horizon but above the edge
of water, it is waiting.
it
always waits.
we don’t consider it
there at the edge of the blue
the eyes
turning around on stalks
as if not of this world
not of this land
or water.
it sees all
and
slowly
turns all to dust
grinding bones
and ships
fiberglass and
algae
grinding all to dust
until only it remains.
do you see it
there at the edge of the blue?
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Question of
do polls with only one question both you?
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Yes
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No
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Question of
People are funny about things right?
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Yes
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No
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I think poll with one is great
thanks! so do I actually others do not.
I would like to think that the pulverising power is right in the middle of the blue.
now that sounds like a wonderful poem!!!!
I have to confess – as somebody who reads and writes poetry and writes about poetry – that this is the sort of poem that simply does not appeal to me. I just do not see how breaking a sentence up into lots of very short lines creates a poem – Sorry, but that’s just my personal non-preference! Each to their own!
In other words – Yes, people are funny about things, and this is one thing that I’m funny about!
i grew up and learned poetry from the American Surrealists (Erza Pound) and later embraced the style of ee cummings.
i do at least on occasion use capital letters!
But poetry is an experience, fair that you don’t like this style. Thanks for stopping by anyway!
Nice poem, I always like looking at the edge and wonder what lies beyond.
well in your case it used to be a house free sunset!
i am still laughing about the picture of Brendel and her brush!