Pull and release.
Shooting arrows, measurements of how deep it penetrates.
The physics of personalities can be graphed a number of ways.
A spiral, a curly-q line, you can attach certain metaphors to each.
Positive and negative, dialectics,
Patterns emerge but are never consistant.
Personalities plus time and environment equals
a maze of no singular importance,
The big picture most are fortunate to never see.
The Giant's small step from mountain top to mountain top
Hidden beneath a grain of sand.
Never linear, never a bell curve, never a five paragraph essay, never a central climax, never a tidy ending.
Assymmetrial and without meaning.
Chipped an ice cube from a glacier with humanity's limited vision.
And the arrow has not pierced too terribly deep,
but deep enough.
Pull and release.
Never consistant.
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I am not a poet. My head just spews a series of words sometimes, and I am left to try to find meaning with the bizzare birth. Often I find ideas and imagry for my paintings in the babble.
Shooting arrows, measurements of how deep it penetrates.
The physics of personalities can be graphed a number of ways.
A spiral, a curly-q line, you can attach certain metaphors to each.
Positive and negative, dialectics,
Patterns emerge but are never consistant.
Personalities plus time and environment equals
a maze of no singular importance,
The big picture most are fortunate to never see.
The Giant's small step from mountain top to mountain top
Hidden beneath a grain of sand.
Never linear, never a bell curve, never a five paragraph essay, never a central climax, never a tidy ending.
Assymmetrial and without meaning.
Chipped an ice cube from a glacier with humanity's limited vision.
And the arrow has not pierced too terribly deep,
but deep enough.
Pull and release.
Never consistant.


I am not a poet. My head just spews a series of words sometimes, and I am left to try to find meaning with the bizzare birth. Often I find ideas and imagry for my paintings in the babble.
Also, I really liked this. It was poetry.
So very lovely.