The Fractal Journal
Integrative Analysis
Tag: atmosphere
Windowside Experiment 1.0 (Poem and Song)
(Got the 12 String fixed…so I put together this little number. It’s 432 hz because I’m a dirty hippy.) Wasted Days And golden Rays Of Sunshine When will I rise To tow the drowning line Long blonde hair Wicker Chair And summer Wine Such…
Tactile (Poem)
There’s a lot to be said for tactile suggestion How treading leaves with rubber soles Is an eternal orientation Contextualizing roles The shoe, the man, the fall Somewhere between specificity and ambiguity Strange songs begin to call Like myriad birds Flitting in their season…
Cager (Poem)
Overclocked machines Stuffed to the brim With numbered Listlessness so grim So grimly unencumbered To trim Cutting meaning into action Assembled and compiled For a smoother traction Cager faintly smiled The neatness the precision How carefree To live without decision In the geometric See…
Eyes on the East (Poem)
O you voices of wonder…. Pour out your splendour ! All through the hills… O sweet and tender! Reedy and ready… How the wind fills! Various yet steady… Eyes on the East! Shine stars o shine… From greatest to least! All down the line……
The Unfamiliar (Poem)
What are you? O you distant light… What’s this difference with which you… Tantalize my sight? Is it true, What they say about the might? That it’s blue. Blue like indecision peering over a great height? The sort of hue, that doesn’t assert right….
Fatalism (Poem)
A coupla more songs And its time to die Same old fatalism Somethin like two wrongs Don’t make a try Raindrop prism Filters Same old fatalism Call it pessimism Heavy hitters Put on those tracks Follow the rails Again and A coupla more songs…
What I Mean (Poem)
You’re harshin my mellow baby I don’t feel your vibe You’re always maybe That just ain’t my tribe Well so If you don’t dig it You can go I ain’t gotta fit This ain’t no show Why There’s no reason That you can’t try…
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