Pomes
i call 'em pomes
pomes are flat poems
wherein non structure is the structure
capital letters, punctuation, and rhyming are optional
and whatever occurs
occurs

this is free verse (ala: Stephen Crane & R. Buckminster Fuller)

a medley written over many of my personal moments in time

****************************

so i defined poetry:

****************************

poetry is the abstraction of the stars light
bent to where you see an iota and a little more


****************************

so i defined my goal:

****************************


an entire entity
engulfed in universe
entwined in actuality
experiencing inequities
anticipating eventuality
expressing abstractions
in angry obtuse angles
eventually evolves
into
entire entity

****************************

so i prayed

****************************

one time there was a man
climbing mountains best he could
one time with god he said
any obstacle i can face
so pretty soon down the road
he met canyons, cliffs, and snakes,
and wildly raging rivers

****************************


****************************

today:
forty years and four days ago today
i accepted the christian universe
and became a christian thru grace
today:
forty years and four days ago
in that moment in time
i accepted the christian universe
and i wrote something like this

****************************

geometric? no, translate: personified;
visual? yes, classify: colored thought;
synthesize
the
way
all things change
a magical ocean in worldly motion
a tropical river in lovely realms
and crack
a quiet sound is heard amidst the trees
a universal order is dwelled in your realm
a thicket of peace encompassing all can be seen
and
color
sparkling unseen and meaning the dream
is reached by the color thought of god
and you
quite a view
mentioned you

****************************

so i further explained science, god, and poets ---> to myself

****************************

poets jump
'round the mountains
scientists discuss
that very mountain
religion speaks
'bout knowing mountains
who has seen
that ole mountain

three years into the future
people remember now

trees and flesh survive somehow

ever seen universe
described in a moment

ever notice continuity
extends into vastness

ever notice the strings
attached to your atoms

who ever climbed
a mountain
he didn't respect
afterwards

****************************

unexpanded concepts of reality
really frustrate me
unexpanded concepts of reality
are like reaching for the stars
by stomping on your own foot


****************************

Thirty five cents please

little lady strolled the bakery
of subtleness and thought
and bought
incorrect concepts
as freshly made pastry

Thirty five cents please

****************************

it should be more like this:

****************************


the ice flows as the sun glows
and we below want to know
why


****************************


wonder which earth
we came from
last time
this time
just what is
a moment in time
anyway


****************************

really want to know
how the soul
strolls with the strings
of quantum and gravity


****************************

God is there : God is here
so why
do we restrict him so

a tree swing
on its arc's apex
broke
and left
a thousand people
rebuilding

****************************

Snow

snow falling
reminds of
orderly chaos

snow falling
beyond multiverse dimensions
within quantum Higgs Fields
like spinning in thickened water

mathematically

lets randomness
occur
in timeless snow flaky
granules
of uniqueness


****************************

love experiences hate
love experiences war and inequity
love experiences canyons, and cliffs, and snakes
love experiences wildly raging rivers

yes sir, mr eisenhower
the military / industrial
complex
really did occur

yet the freely given
love of Jesus has prevailed

just waiting on us
to catch up

experience it

like snow falling
on Christmas morning


****************************

just listen to god
alone
by yourself
talking on a holographic
telephone


****************************

indecision
is the wrong decision
but with precision
wrong decisions
can become
right decisions


****************************

momentarily
we are
who we are

then we will
be ourselves
differently

momentarily
tomorrow
sometimes

it takes a lifetime
to know
this moment in time


****************************


and i want thank you
for letting me experiment
with these words of mine
in this my present moment in time


****************************


poetry is the abstraction of the stars light
bent to where your eyes see an iota and a little more


****************************


May God Bless
and may all your fours have sevens


---charles d helt