HeartBeats on the Oscilloscope of Life

Come inside and Read Me Like a Book.

   10.19.2003  
"A Lively Afternoon Indoors"
by Michael F. Nyiri
poetry 10/19/03 8:50 PM

An afternoon working hard maintaining sanity, collecting artistic tendencies,
And typing literature, and creating soluble art.
That's the ticket
None's the wiser.
Crawling out of the thicket
Peeking over the riser.
And seeking to see the whole instead of the part.

A busy day looking at someone else's accomplishments,
While beginning (again) to begin to begin to build mine.
There I go again
Can't be much clearer
Back and forth again
Slake the fear, or
I can pay the price of the cultural fine.

Inasmuch as I can see that nothing is really accomplished much,
Even when wasting a day proclaiming that typing on a computer is artistic.
That's the ticket.
None's the wiser.
It's a fairly sticky wicket
But it sure is a tantalizer,
And I fail to end the day with fulfillment, yet my accomplishement feels intrinsic.
   posted by Michael Nyiri at 8:56 PM


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The Book is (forever being)written. The Pages are the pages of time. With the passing of time, Is the turning of a page. Read Me Like a Book again. These are the poetic outpourings of one feeble soul who has had a gift for words and verse since 1967. This is the concerted effort to "publish" the collected works of Michael F. Nyiri poet,philosopher,fool