Fred Aiken Writing

Senseless Syntax; or Tax Season on Words

words spill forth,
in a torrential downpour,
drenching the parched mind,
with a deluge of foreign lore

voices rise and fall,
in a cacophony of sound,
jumbling the syntax,
till sense is lost and aimless

colors bleed and blend,
into a psychedelic hue,
letters swirl and dance,
like an iridescent view

phrases spin and twist,
into a dizzying array,
grammar morphs and shapes,
like an amoeba at play

All the Stones that Skip Across the Unreal Pond

warped time; dream-like state,

the skies above paint a tapestry with vivid verisimilitude,

intoxicate

the people here are a curious breed; from womb to seed,

with mysteries locked in their eyes, mystical dancing,

the unperceived,

underneath the moon man’s amorphous, enchanting guise

a house oozes honey, walls dripping in dewy gold,

a woman who sings to the zephyr’s melody,

and a man who paints with a heart so bold, sometimes broken, arrhythmic nonetheless

flowers hum with the whispers of the breeze,

fruits that sparkle like gemstones in facets,

rivers that ripple with iridescent gleams

bent reality,

with each moment a kaleidoscope of wonder, where the impossible coexists, a world where magic reigns and surrealism’s thunder

heed this warning,

oh traveler brave,

for once you cross the threshold of this realm, you may never find your way back to the mundane, forever lost in a land where enchantment overwhelms

so immerse in the mystical, the enchanting, let your senses succumb to the otherworldly charms,

regenerative

repose

Holding Back Wandering Desires

amidst the vastness of space//a wanderer roams// seeking joy//pleasant melodies//and a place without so many bodies; with each step// a new world unfolds//filled with surreal vistas that stir the soul//drum//beat//strum//flow

through diamond fields of dreams and desire treads the unconquerable spirit soaring higher with every passing moment//tick//mountains shift and oceans roar//navigate through the wonders that lay before//unlocking hidden doors that have long been forgotten

a light shines within//a flame that flickers but never fades//blue flame burns with a fierce passion//igniting singular moments into a thousand//million//billion//atoms floating off into the ether//safe travels//uncover a truth that surpasses comprehension//envision life// pure and unadulterated

magic reigns supreme in these lands of fantasy//unknown//dreams become their own//so wander//continues on//past//flea with emboldened steps//the journey’s long but peace of mind remains short lived