Word Magnet a Puzzle

Who is she this blue goddess?

Put an ugly chocolate diamond on her purple finger

Incubate the rain dream heaving behind her breast garden

Whisper in delirious lust next to those bare feet

And live part of life white fluff in pink pants

Crush the sweet lather

Leave the peach

Recall the driving vision of death

Light in flood of friends

Wax the lazy beat


Chain together black words

on white magnets

spray away rust and worship

the shadow of meaning

we must boil the contamination

beneath the ideas and

spring free truth

from the elaborate symphony


I want to smear this loneliness

under my skin and trip

into a cauldron of honey water




the beauty of oneness

with the mother of my new

luscious love


What do words assembled mean

when the message behind the words

is mistakenly absent

Assemble an elaborate apparatus

to decipher the definitions

of images and phrases and fail

to feel the grip of truth asphyxiating you

we are so tiny but we are so huge

with our thumbs covering up

the miniature hot winter moon


I construct an empire state skyscraper

to clean the tallest trees in autumn

when green is glued on

gamma alpha omega greek soup

gibberish to rattle like marbles

in my head rocks

in my tea

climb the skyscraper

jump marbles

jump to freedom

and freefall into apparatus

elaborate gracefulness a swan

reaching out and running away

to swim the deluge

a surfing swan

a seal

a shark

a horrible meal

for the oceans fiercest predator

what is it I have found still puzzling



Image: Metamorphosis Of Narcissus, Salvador Dali

25 thoughts on “Word Magnet a Puzzle

  1. Dee Kelly says:

    “we must boil the contamination
    beneath the ideas and
    spring free truth”… If you figure out how to do this…Let me know 😉 This beautifully matches his art….

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  2. Davy D says:

    Mr. S. the madness emanating from this piece is Dali in words. As I was reading it I started to sing “We didn’t start the fire” by Billy Joel and had visions of Monty Python’s “The Life of Brian.” I don’t know what you have done to my brain but I am off to the shed to paint myself turquoise.

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  3. Singledust says:

    enjoy all your work immensely but the choice of this particular artwork and artist has intrigued me, allow me to elaborate? The choice of artist and artwork I feel a complete opposite of you – the rational and warm person so stark against Dali’s narcissistic and almost irrational colours and thoughts. Just like how the second stanza stands our brilliantly against the others. Each line dripping into the next. Like it should be hand painted on a canvas of ivory silk kind of words, with fine brush strokes. I never knew my thumb could cover the moon until I lived away from the equator, northern and southern hemispheres give you this perspective which is lost symbolism on equatorial bound souls. This mysticism of covering the moon is so profound to me. How do you come up with these S?! Apologies for the many words! Still so much to feel and say about this amazing piece of poetic art. Lovely day to you!

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