Showing posts with label baptism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baptism. Show all posts
Text Me
I watched how to make a text portrait at YouTube last night and found myself trying one. The end result was Text Me using a photo of myself and one of my poems called Baptism:
I feel a sketch of sun
Upon my Caucasian skin as
I walk across Feng Shuied stream,
This chasm of youth,
With bare and crooked feet
I silted the stream,
Each step, breaking Zen
Like a foreign language
Translated and broken into
Fragments of sound until
I washed away in the sediment
Waking along the
Extended banks of peripeteia
Sutured to my new life.
Baptism
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baptism,
chasm,
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naquillity,
peripeteia,
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Naquillity
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8:24 AM
Upon my Caucasian skin as
I walk across Feng Shuied stream,
This chasm of youth,
With bare and crooked feet
I silted the stream,
Each step, breaking Zen
Like a foreign language
Translated and broken into
Fragments of sound until
I washed away in the sediment
Waking along the
Extended banks of peripeteia
Sutured to my new life.
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