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Aprophis

by Scott Utley



I use fibers from forget me knots to suture wounds inflicted unto the belly of my



heart by my taskmaster - the ill-willed other side of me. I don’t want to lose my



mind like my mother and father from Alzheimer’s before I’ve made peace with the



dark side of my moon.



I have come to understand that all that is, was, even before the beginning, or ever



before there was an ending or beginning – (I see now there never was) – that which



is divine created Satan, some call it evil. Others say, teacher, gift from God. I



now believe and trust and honor in my fullest faith in divine mind’s generosity.



I embrace all that is me – you – us – and this big bang never banged – we simply



inhale and exhale through the universe and galaxies all through the night – we



never stop – we perpetually blossom – and – all through the night – there is a



joyous sound – we meet again – and again and over and over so sweet how very sweet



until that time when we meet again.








04/25/2008

Author's Note: April 25 Friay 9:13 PM Los Angeles The winds have lashed out with a force I have rarely seen my entire life. I feel spirits colliding and worlds uniting. Something is different about this night. Something is new and nothing will ever be the same. - "Oh, happy day! Oh, happy day!"

Posted on 04/26/2008
Copyright © 2019 Scott Utley

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/26/08 at 04:25 AM

The world of potential opens up pretty wide on a night like that. It's amazing how you can get hooked on them. Great work, man.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/26/08 at 02:43 PM

I particularly like the first stanza - the "fibers from forget-me-nots" as "sutures" - a most creative visual. Your author's note gives the amazing background for this realization.

Posted by Karl Waldbauer on 04/29/08 at 07:50 AM

Heady and visceral writing, Scott. I hope that wind blows my way soon.

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 04/30/08 at 01:28 AM

You really reacted dynamically to the wind in this "rush of mental energy"! Some very thought provoking ideas, quite striking images.

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