Applogies For Lack Of Imagry

Sorry, no pictures today, I just started a world literature course and have been consumed in text. I'll try to get some stuff up later today. As a consolation here is my biography poem for the first assignment in my new course. I could have done well or completely failed the assignment well see, but I wanted to try something new and different for me. I tried to do it in the Shichigon-zekku style. I'm not sure I was successful. Anyway I'm tired. Night All.

Short Biographic Poem

Snow filled year nineteen seventy nine

Water flows by the place of healing

Parents joyful, welcome a first son’s dawn

What time has a scorpion to float?



Sleeping in a walled room of stars

Points of light sparkle yet are empty

Distance filled by posted imagination poured paper

What voids dark chasm can thought breach?



A house of knowledge filled self absorption

Surrounding packs of vicious peers draw near

Conform draw to biology not paint stroke

How long can creativity conform to safety?



Seventy leagues traversed to highland of rams

Atop a hill crown structures of stone

Here squares within squares is scholarliness sought

Can two knowledges be served and retained?



Sailing black rivers, sun shining, horizons opened

Island home foreboding waves grow lashing shore

Water’s freeze, horizons narrow, light is dimmed

Can knowledge produce, if none can hear?



Mother’s mother sits mind running, body silent

Surrounded by shades family love fills all

Fading knowledge smolders but humor burn bright

What is left last humor or choice?



Surrounding humming electronics make far friends close

Chair beckons, perception drifts, to pixilated worlds

Worrisome mind soothed by pixilated life’s allure

How real is physical or mental experience?



Passion’s craft found anew, graphite to page

Books of mind’s sketch open new horizons

Diversion and passion converge in electric institution

Can work and play be the same?



Light crests horizon’s edge new dawn comes

Long winter chills melt minds muscle warms

Future uncertain but path obscured no longer

Now, is the answer to the question.