Poetry art project work in progress

1. Logical Sonnets
Graeme McAllister

2. Contents
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March Movements ………………
Ab Initio Ad Astra ………………
Albert ………………
Blazing Flame ………………
Black Diamonds ………………
Evolutionary Exile ………………
System of a Soul ………………
Colour Mirrors ………………
Vision Tunnel ………………
Memories Meld ………………
Spoken ………………
Lough and Key ………………

3. MARCH MOVEMENTS
Quiet blooms flex steel strands
Bending, breaking earthly bones.
Precision moves beneath the sands;
Revealing, raising painted thrones.
Daylight dancer cross the sky,
Shift your veil just to one side.
Golden skin against the grey,
Subtle glimpses tease, entice.
March Movements warm the hands,
Draw curling ciphers from the bones.
Swirling inks extend their strands,
Recalled to warm winter snows.

5. AB INITIO AD ASTRA
The morning mists that seek a home,
Bind silver shells in ivory domes.
Ab initio ad astra
One circle course with varied scenes,
The roads restart, signpost new dreams.
Ab initio ad astra
Loud, deepening drums pull fast like sails,
Sleepers’ words wander paper trails.
Ab initio ad astra
Held salted seas within these forms,
What golden gains could calm their storms?
Ab initio ad astra

7. ALBERT
He measured the cosmos in a single sum,
Plotting the patterns woven by light.
He showed them the secrets and he felt delight.
When the world danced to the rhythm of a war drum,
He witnessed the madness of what we’d become.
He said; “I endeavoured to broaden their sight,
But one thousand suns burned and the world turned to night.”
They stop just at the brink of coming undone.
Knowledge climbs quickly but understanding is slow.
All children who run shall eventually fall,
Spinning again, too heedless to remember.
The last generation’s lessons are a distant echo,
As scientists and philosophers follow the call.
What shall we do with the secrets of the Hadron Collider?

9. BLAZING FLAME
Egypt’s ancients, paperback mystics,
Such enlightenment to prove.
A quiet fact amongst the physicists
In solid form, we shake, we move.
Diamonds dance in empty hands,
A glimmer in a facial fold,
Heart’s veins aflame with molten strands,
Cherished less than freezing gold.
Paused in position and place,
Electric dancers noted, named.
Sliding into system and shape,
Fact fantastic, blazing flame.

11. BLACK DIAMONDS
Black diamonds disturbing thinkers
From labours for the masses.
A defiant star, cause, effect, collapses
Illuminated, futile, final answers.
Movements of a million brothers
Elude, taunt the learned classes,
Collected, Questioned, facts statistics.
Relative motion's darkest mirror
Rotation, regression, Illumination, Illusion.
Society strives to bridge, mend
The distance between science and seers
Defiant dancing, effervescing electron.
Answers, answers, the masses demand.
Black diamonds disturbing thinkers.

13. EVOLUTIONARY EXILE
Soft chimes play on my ribcage; Neanderthal, alien
That blinking lights can't lull to sleep.
Moves beyond the liquid crystal lens,
3D mediocrity fades out, colours smooth, deep.
Sculpted drumbeats, engraved signals,
Spiral pathways blur the start, the edge.
Memory, sight, reverie; swirl, intermingle,
Ego slips from core to edge.
Ancestral circles and Linked formations
Hold simian shadows, wild, aligned.
Nerves spark, explode; primal constellations
Beyond slowly shrinking carbon cycles.

15. SYSTEM OF A SOUL
Hydraulic Hearts and Neural Networks,
In perfect rhythm and Control.
Is the mind controlled by chemicals,
Or do the cells obey the soul?

17. COLOUR MIRRORS
The millions march in ordered step,
Beneath the gloom of charcoal skies.
They're buds upon a concrete carpet,
The coloured mirrors of the mind.
A slinking shoot that cracks it's seed,
To forge it's fruit across the skies.
A tapestry flowing from the thread.
The coloured mirrors of the mind.
A touch to make the planets tremble,
Strokes the spheres above the skies.
Given voice like struck cymbals.
The coloured mirrors of the mind.

19. VISION TUNNEL
Eyes absorb the ceaseless shapes
That slip, that spill in oily pools.
Patterned waters pile their waves,
Ceaseless shapes that burst, that bloom.
Signals run the coiling corridors
To stroke, to steer the reaching threads.
Tapestries of crawling colours
Stretch across the granite bends.
Clouds plough their formless territory
To shake, to swirl darkness, lights.
Ancient stars suspend their entropy.
The moon's curve has smoothed tonight.

21. MEMORIES MELD
Thoughts float on coloured clouds,
Repel, mingle, separate strands.
Fantasies, memories, bounce, bend
Chaos subsides, the moments meld.
Thoughts meet and swirl softly,
Rise, climb to sudden symphony.

23. SPOKEN
Words gathered, grown, lie in bundles,
Gardener’s gifts or scientist’s samples?
Carried gently past expectant faces,
Strive to flee parental pages.
The space vibrates with reinvention,
A realisation of an Escher etching.
Walls scramble, trembling, fleeing,
Between twin mirrors; reflections repeating.
The mic, Medusa, hisses, wriggles,
Mesh woven into shaman sigils.
Merge with double helix strands
To call out the sleeping sounds.
A voice meanders through my disassociation
Releasing syllables in a rocket’s reign.
The Countless days, through which they’ve slept,
Now ended in a mayfly moment.

25. LOUGH AND KEY
Some mornings as I pass the lake,
I forget to let it touch my mind.
Eyes clutch the colour, the shape,
But awareness spins, then slides.
Nymphs dance in the swirling mists,
Orchids stir, straining in synaptic beds
Amid the briars of tasks and lists.
Pause to bloom or race ahead?