The abstract mind sees
the straight plain beauty of the circular
as of the unpopular, queer, shamed, peculiar
along the glossily finished
over the foothills of the obscured
and inside heartbeats full of life
forested by pulsing arteries
behind calabashed white enamels
on the grinned melanin child
The abstract mind sees, no greater joy
in that gutter no deeper honesty
than this shared humanity
a sun kissed, wide eyed nonchalance
this blinking toy beneath Motherland sky
in that presence the abstract mind
sees in that doe eyed dimpled smile -
her mind weaving seams of a having
from the harsh winds of plight
Distant to the eye yet tangible
in the heart the melancholy of a dream
the abstract mind hears, sees, knows
the innocence of streams unknown
quenching hearty laughters
by night fire glows
charmed of squalored shambles
precious life jewels of radiance
in abstract sight
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Author:
Garth Rakumakoe (Pseudonym) (
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Good write Garth.
Thank you.
Abstract. It's a great way to look at life. If you don't like particular parts, you think your way to a different path.
I think that's what the old masters do.
Never managed it myself.
I couldnt have said it better Paul. Thank you for taking the time to read, fellow writer.
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