Asemic Maps – Poetry Twists 1 & 2

Piper sit thee down and write
In a book that all may read—
So he vanish’d from my sight.
And I pluck’d a hollow reed.
Little Lamb who made thee
         Dost thou know who made thee
Gave thee life & bid thee feed.

~ from William Blake’s  SONGS OF INNOCENCE  ~ 1789

Asemic Postcards123 & 83

It will all magically disappear come November-

just up-play the herd mentality,

downsize the News

in a Tic Tac Nation,


put a mask on the Truth.

~ JPK  2020 09 18.

So many live in mental poverty
While they watch a bad reality
Their spirits going blind
A vacant state of mind .
~ Kandace Taylor Springs



Asemic I Ching – Alice through the looking glass

See Gaea Gimbal –

A slimy single tove.


Deserve to sleep in the mountain –

It was the river that landed.


Maimed – name -that’s it;

with those who think you shouldn’t go big,

you still must empty

your apron pockets.



Formerly brilliant, she was not a dragon.

At nightfall her mind,

in sublime success,

totters over

craters full of stars.



The wind drives across heaven,

Taming shrewd neutron particles –

visit the elephants later on.


Sail the wooden sea

in a pangolin spoon –

the archer has  a fine pen.