Who is still living next to the nile?

[IChing]

Well, obviously many, but they are awakening to change
Some only the change of their pocketbooks
others are listentin to the change of their environment
their environment
their change
your change
a change in your environment


But the change is not in your pocketbook. Is It?
Just of the melting down of your environment? IChing

Ok mod, just late night poetry

[sweetheart]

1. pyramids of change

Ancient to some degree
The eye above the apogee
of crumbling cultures wasting away
beneath the sands of yesterday

Watching everyone beneath the sun
from their paper modicum
The eye sees efficiency
amoral greedy, but not free

And so the paper diety
worshiped daily, made of trees
Is the final resting place
of any remaining cultural grace

:-)

[IChing]

2. thanks

Poetry works
is that your own? great words
mine is .....
the depths of our words are the limits of our existence
But our Actions
Our Actions
Your Actions
the Actions

Make existence

For a human being.

[sweetheart]

3. Rotting poet in time

The self that writes the verse
was lost when the message was cast
a written body in a hearse
carried about as if it lasts

And when it finally rots away
in to the sands of yesterday
no amount of febrile talking
can ever get dead egos walking.

And so the self that thinks it's me
has reached its little apogee
writing this bit of poetry
eternal illusion of a "me".

*
Thank's for starting a poetry jamm thread
It's more challenging to write in me head
As the meanings and the sound
Are mixed in plural regal round

:-)

[IChing]

4. the night and morning

Still they say the distant hollows never
defining that the morning sun
is as good as
the sunset of our
lives
For the night brings
dreams of
a new
day
IChing

[sweetheart]

5. day in night

darkest night splits asunder
sacred fertile seeds of wonder
cast again, again reborn
in the warmest sunny morn

And in that light of day
nighmares ghosts and spirits play
melting away from the night
so many dreamers of a blight

In to this sacred wonder crow
a billion tiny little toes
mounted on so many feet
greeting daylight, ain't it neat.

-sweetheart

[sweetheart]

6. Anyone feel poetic?

by the nile
for just a while?