“an scorpion ade” Une Biograpoétique [poetic biography]
“no… not… me!!! __i will not succumb to sadness, never will i put moi on a corner to brood, i shall create new avenues which would render me paradise… and i can’t ask for more… i am a poet!” _ade c.
thousands of years ago,
one day
the pirouetting sunlights
make every petals gyrate
there’s none theres’s none
tomorrow nor yesterday.
Eve strolls…
and
on her way, a whisper
“you can be as wise and as powerful…”
her senses explore…
intoxicating winds
meme her
to a galloping horse-ride
even her hair twirl
to a symphony of foxtrot…
ahhhhhhhhh… never,
never in her life,
she flutters!
and i… now the modern Eve
face the cul de sac
where i am forced
to go round and round
to nowhere
am i to sulk
am i to act
in her structure
no!!! not me!!!
i shall seek
new ways
transform moi
to a new world
by a totally firing
a blast of fire
cuddle-hug moi into
my new established
heaven.
“moi poète”
‘how grandiose to be a poet; i transform myself into a piece of stone, violent sea, a high mountain, a flower, a leaf, a bird, the moon and the star, sunrise and sunset, a lover.. .in such fractal expressionistic tones!’
“rare”
i love so quickly so intensely like a forceful wind and smashing flood.. yet though i am a fragile plum sprout that can stand unnumbered degree of velocity… still in vibrant brilliance after the storm!’
you..haughty wind
and i
a flimsy blossom
quiet in comfort
watching the silent stream
suddenly…
you
in concert with
the surging flood
smash crush me!
exert forceful velocity
whip me carry me…
and i, like a timid plum
willingly bend
in an idiotic surrender
seemingly
in total jouissance
unmindful of my
future yesterday!
ahhhh..
darling i love you..
don’t you forget that
your wind
your flood
will come and go
smashing crushing
other blooms
but.. i am rare!
ade caparas manilah
tuesday 10:24am 10 april 2018
sydney nsw australia
first published:
art selfie & discourse by: ade c.
wednesday 3:09 10 december 2014 sydney australia
