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Rated: 18+ · Book · Spiritual · #1149750
A nothing from nowhere cast his words to a world wide wind, hindered by periphery.
...white-hot coruscating genius that more than once dipped its proverbial toes in the obscure.
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T̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ Ab̴̦̄̈͐̾̑̚͝s̸͉̻̃͘ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̰̅ͅcě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆ o̷͍̥̣̺͋f̶̭̱̘͇͊͋̾̋̄͆ Wa̴͙͓̓̕vě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆l̵̩̘̯̪͋͒͒̉͒̄ě̸̗͓̱̺̮̣̽͆n̴̝͚͎͔̘̅ͅg̸̫͙̻̭͐͝ț̴̵̢̝̗̰̪̠̹̈́͌͆̑͋͂̅͗̾̾h̵̥͉̲̠̍̽͛̌͂̆̚            


You get hungry as a seldom published author/poet/lyricist, so quit pedaling words and just enjoy the writing process. The bullshit ‘process’ of submitting is submission.



I hear what you’re saying, and…SMH
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My *Basketball* goes through —   R S = 2 G M c 2

*StarfishY* ~~~*Fishing*~~~*FishB*~~~*Beach*~~~*Swimming*~~~*Sailing*~~~*TrophyG* *Stop* *Fork* ————————- .

How I see myself create…in the zone
Curry Flurry:

Writing

The beautiful mess made:
I had a lover's quarrel with the world - Robert Frost

         |
I'm sorry you got caught in the middle. - me

Neurodivergent poet

 
"Note: Poetry: life’s little interruptions amassing int..."
 

Best Poetry Collection Been more than I could imagine or expect here.
Why Mail It In? In Latin

Pluggers:
You are an icon here.*BigSmile*
You suffer, but you suffer brilliantly. Wow, what a great writer.*Heart*


And other people’s (reviewers) words…Review of "The Absence of Wavelength"
Your poetic muse is on fire! *Fire* Some great emotion, well-balance(d), lovely lyrical qualities -- even the ones that were written out of sadness or anger came through in a clever cadence…It's obvious you've put a lot of work into each entry and the totality of the blog has eye appeal. *Cool*

 
Published four times with one a literary journal, including… *PointRight*   "The Tender Core (Sedona)
I don’t submit—too much work with ADHD, OCD, low vision in condensate in mental prison of failing memory. I’ve seen a lot of smoldering and snow. Cynicism bred, work hard at openness and consideration.

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I absolutely loved this! *^*Heart*^*

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18+ Comment: Love my process constructing and sharing visions in words collected (fuck limitations).

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SuperNova Afterglow  (18+)
All that remains: in afterlife as 'mainstream' blogger, with what little I know. 20k views
#1300042 by ~ Brian K Compton ~


No specific aim going forward (2014)

 
What I used to say: 'Maybe, I just don't get it. Watch me fumble with my version of reality, expose ignorance as truth. You don't have to get me, either. But, wish someone would explain me to myself.' Now I say: *Cool* *FacePalm* Now: I was such a whore.
 



             



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Who am I, you ask? My mirror knows that question, repeated daily.

Just trying to create a little buzz, not boost my ego
#amwriting #poetry #blog #contest #freeverse #award #bestpoetry #lyrics #music #video #YouTube #awardwinning

Can you believe it took this long for someone to put a quarter in me and push the button GET ANGRY?
 

Mud 4 My Eye: Is that you, Poo? 💩 Secret Back Door

The Best Poetry Collection on Writing.Com

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November 25, 2022 at 8:37am
November 25, 2022 at 8:37am
#1041012
Reflecting Mortality

a thin vision near

Drawn down
while you’re stuck
chasm I can’t cross
no magic in imagination to build a bridge
see you gaze at my emerald
as I peer down on your ruby

you fierce clutch your animal

I built these ethereal castles
that topple from stones
I see you place your beast aside
by the river
gleaming flowing
smoothing a bed
where you could punch through a surface
to clutch its offering
when my clouds appear

a portal takes me back
away
before you can take me down
into that unknown


11.25.22
November 25, 2022 at 8:36am
November 25, 2022 at 8:36am
#1041011
Each time I open the pantry door now
to deposit them
in the brown paper bag
held inside the receptacle, I scoff
“say hello to the Pacific Ocean for me.”
There’s major breakthroughs in the field of bullshit
while we believe we save a periled planet
one recycled Pepsi 20-ounce bottle at a time.
Cut apart those six plastic rings…for Flipper.
Bottle-nosed.

11.21.22
November 25, 2022 at 8:34am
November 25, 2022 at 8:34am
#1041010
Little Gourd

I witnessed the plumpest gourd blossom
on its vine --
yellow, flower-topped, sere soul embedded
beneath backyard pine.

It didn’t need much sunshine.
Withered, bloom tapered brown, it dropped
after sundown, when ripening stopped.

Not cold, inert, slow shriveling
during our dry days. Dark veggie
inspired so much hope in those rays.
Lone, bright bell, detached,

hard-melded a be-pricked surface.
Silent glossed by eventual frost,
my heart sank somewhere around midnight.

It wasn't better in sunlight. Fewer gourds
appear each year, for an ignorant farmer
who still cannot conceive how he erred.
How much more could I have cared?

Not much I can do. Till, fertilize,
close the bed until spring. Plant again.

How long am I to toil before hope runs out
for a little gourd to feed from that stem?



11.24.22
Reap what you sow
My toil with words bears hopeful fruit appreciating with time.
It's really about raising my kids.




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BOOK
The Absence of Wavelength  (18+)
A nothing from nowhere cast his words to a world wide wind, hindered by periphery.
#1149750 by ~ Brian K Compton ~
November 18, 2022 at 4:52pm
November 18, 2022 at 4:52pm
#1040807
buds of chrysanthemum

the mums went silent in their pots
on the porch step
since frost
since snow fell over night

white woven with green,
chin hairs
pierce a soft blanket yielding,
receding
past a naked maple clinging
to precarious, withered offspring,
iced

yellow-peaked
porch blooms poke,
penetrate our early shadows

they’ll not die easy

brave buds of chrysanthemum,
bright, beautiful,
crisp as new winter weather

greet me


11.18.22

just looking out my window at something that I could take care of
November 4, 2022 at 2:46pm
November 4, 2022 at 2:46pm
#1040262
A GROUNDBREAKING ADVANCEMENT IN THE FIELD OF OBSOLESCENCE


Me

Every damn day


Then, mothballs

Unzip

Return heroically, again

Get stapled to wall

Work all day to free myself
relentlessly

Fly into the ceiling fan

fall

pick myself up

Say, 'Aha! You didn't foil me that time.'

Look at watch and yawn

Back to the mothball haven


10 hours later

pour two black cups

sweeten, add cream

chug chug chug

off i go on adventure

splat!

This’ll take a little longer

So on and so forth


It goes like that

i marvel at life

what it throws at me

Doesn't know

i return every damn day

pelted by rain

stung by sleet

fluffed by flakes

frozen in gales

zip
up
tighter

trudge

move my iron shovel

move a mountain

move a heavy frame

enter the inner portal

warm, again

sing in steam shower

dry

binge forgotten television


stop wondering about existentialism for a few hours

Fatalistic?


Bed

try to sleep

write write write
stuff like this

until my eyes...

should i?

no

sleep


wake

Some days, remind
we forget the mothballs

still bound about a planet
aim for sky

trip, fall
pick ourselves up

don't care if anyone sees
but try something less dangerous

crossword

spend day in bed
back in head

write again

dream

write more

fantasize

write into a corner
something too long for any printed publication

outmoded in 15 minutes time

delusion?
no, pretty sure it's not


Incredible

i can do all this

and have time for more
in(s)anity

Don't see very well —

judgment

shaming

shunning


or is it paranoia?

nope

just indifference
maybe, gaslighting



i can accept
i'm average

keep leaping over higher and higher mounts
pull tall ships from harbor to sea

chug chug chug-a-lug-gug-gug

write write write

mothballs

zip

sleep...perchance...


coda ~


you think you can manipulate and control me, life?

watch what i do

duck and slide

move to side

Throw your worst at me

don't care if I live or die

i'm as valueless at birth

as i will be below the womb

in dirt

Be careful of my loved ones

they profit from my demise

more space in the mothball tent

less of my words to eat.


11.4.22

Hello, non-existant publisher? Oh, yeah. It's just a lighted wall with very low wattage. Plug me in??

I only mean this in the most expressive of senses. I don't live with disregard but respect. In defense of the death benefit portion of policy.


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