RESURRECTION mag

POETRY by JORGE MORENO

Sounds of A Whisper

The mountains
are not for climbing they say
the trees swing my way
but
the wind-the-wind
keeps calling my name
One day
I’ll be always falling
In love
One day
I’ll know how
to love

-Mesimo

Violets

The mind is green in treesdifference
triumphs in stairways
nobody knows
I never told you
how it began
perhaps
maggots have the bees
Have you been there and then?
Know the green lady reconsidered
the end and all was said
How will I know the giant?
Dance
take marbles to the baker
look for the oven the tail doesn’t lie-
The beautiful and tragic are sick
the bountiful sticks sits on thrones
with gnomes
the heart and liver were meant
to stain the knees…
nothing
no thing blossomed without
the black rose.
I will keep the secret that everyone knows-
I love you more than death loves the living

-Flasco

rimanace vuletinoro 1776
 
“i will tell you a storyhow
I fell in love
and
you will come to know how my voice
came to be this way.”
YOU WANT TO LISTEN TO MUSIC?
FIRST
YOU HAVE TO TAKE OUT
ALL OF THE THOUGHTS THAT ARE AT YOUR SURFACETHE
KID THAT KICKS THE BALL
THE CAR THAT SHOOTS AS IT PASSES BY
THE SHADOW OF THE BIRD THAT FLIES AS IT DIES…..
EVERYTHING.
EVERYTHING HAS TO BE TAKEN OUT.
THE OLD TIMES THE NEW TIMES THE FEW TIMES
THE SURE TIMES
TAKE EVERYTHING- THE SECURITY THAT ALL YOU KNEWKNOW
AND WILL KNOW
IS TRUTH.
I SAW THE MYSTIC CREATE ITSELF IN THE AIR
EVEN THOUGH THAT POSSIBILITY IS CLOSED TO THE MIND.
WILL YOU TURN AROUND AND SAY,
“What?-
What do you want?”
OR
SIMPLY- YOU WON’T
SAY ANYTHING AT ALL.
WHAT DO YOU SAY WHEN THEY SEE YOU DIE EVERYDAY
AND BREATHE OUT,
“I’m sorry but I have to pay…….
I don’t mean to-you understand-right.
Today it was for my mother and tomorrow…..
tomorrow it’s for the hunger.”
IT IS ALWAYS FOR THE SILENCE
IT IS ALWAYS FOR THE WORDS THAT VERY FEW SPEAK
AND EVERYBODY THINKS.
IT’S ALWAYS FOR THE FRUSTRATION
THE ANGER
THE SADNESS
THE UNALTERING CALMNESS OF HATE.
IT IS ALWAYS FOR THE BORN CHILDREN THAT LIVE
UNBORN LIVES.
LEAVE IF YOU HAVE TO- I UNDERSTAND
BUT
DON’T FORGET WHO YOU KNEWTHAT
IS SOMETHING THAT HAS NO HEART…….
SO, IF YOU EVER DO COME ACROSS YOURSELF
TRY TO LISTEN BEFORE YOU BELIEVE THE PERFORMANCE
MAYBE THEN YOU’LL HAVE SOMETHING TO WRITE ABOUT.
DO YOU REMEMBER PARADISE?
I’M SURE YOU REMEMBER PARADISE –
YOU HAVE TO REMEMBER PARADISE:
ADAM AND EVE
EVE AND ADAM
ADAM AND ENE
EVE AND MADA
THEY LIVED IN PARADISE
HAD IT ALL
CHOSE TO KNOW WHAT CREATED PERFECTION AND UNDERSTOOD
THAT IT MUST ALL FALL.
THERE ARE THOSE WHO SAY THAT THEY WERE
THROWN OUT FOR THEIR DISOBEDIENCETHEY
ARE RIGHT…………….SOME OF THE TIME
ADAM AND EVE
EVE AND ADAM
ADAM AND ENE
EVE AND MADA WERE CONSCIOUS OF THEIR
CONSCIENCE ITS ESSENCE FAILED IN PRESENCE.
PARADISE HAS NO FRUITS
CONSEQUENCES
SWINGING BLACK BODIES FEEDING PARASIDIC ROOTS
THAT ARE PICKED BY DYING BROWN HANDS
FOUNDATION FOR THE PERFECT SKY……
BLUE……
BLOOD……
IN PARADISE YOU ARE NEVER THROWN OUT
YOU ARE ONLY THROWN DEEPER INTO IT
AND
FORCED TO RECITE:
“I pledge allegiance to the flag
that molds the paradise of where
I stand and to the protectors of what’s
unknown who keep the knowledge
of forbidden trees that remain
un-grown.”

Jorge is a poet from Los Angeles, CA.

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