The Tale of the Ragman (version 2)

The Tale of the Ragman (version 2)
an attempt at a less cliche poem

Mailcars amply filled bring
a most telling import
brides are doomed to weep and die
her death, filled with so many failed strivings
a trained psychiatrist sees through the lies we tell ourselves
reckless abandonment, caring naught for form or function
animated pretending with a thousand guises
blunt miscreants verging into vibrant madness
should follow a line of precast behavior
evolutionary survival disfavors individuality
outcast expression in a wasteland
speaks out in desperation
thought lost in a recursive loop
a sound, a light, an abrupt shove
until the time to play is realized
the delineated scribblings of tattered clothes
coughs out skilled trance stutterings
girls with swagger meet guys with funk
a idea forms, glimmering eruptions
small and large become one
struggling to hold the invisible
but the time was not yet to be
it sang an ensnaring endless music
and those who hid in the darkness gathered
unnoticed attendees
gorging on broken dreams
with sporadic sharp sounds
awaken to light
light adorns you
shadow clings to chaos
the quiet within one speaks
microscopic pointless zeroes
that we fain such attachment for
existence is filled with treasures
and knowledge commands all
indelicate sorrowful cruelties baffle
so slave on, because hopelessness insists

Le Conte des Chiffonnier-Homme

Le Conte des Chiffonnier-Homme
Version française de "The Tale of the Ragman"

Ils viendront, chevaux et hommes
avec un message pressant
chanson doux pleureur mariée abandonnée
une mort, un voile d'intention erronée
le tacticien qualifiés dissèque le mystère d'un mensonge
débile escapades
qui est-ce qui est beaucoup
naïve des déviants, bâtard riche déshonorante
rencontrer le visage d'une lumière dans l'obscurité
que faudrait-il
la beauté dans la simplicité
la voix mourant de monde mourant
appelle à l'obscurité
les yeux perdus dans l'infini
inspiration, regard, peu comment vous portez-vous
jusqu'à ce que nous apportent le thé et le gâteau
Oh, monsieur chiffonnier-homme me raconter votre histoire
récit de souffrance oublié
jolies demoiselles, preux chevaliers, des codes de droit
fatigué, malade, seul, mais pas très intelligent
un enfant est né
un gâchis collant, il est
je l'ai vu
mais j'étais aveugle
à peine chatoya
au milieu de la compagnie des créatures de l'ombre
peu flous obscurcir sa vue
se nourrissant de la misère
il eut un petit rire de joie
avez-vous vus
ils vous voient
ils aiment méfait
chuchotant des petits mots à l'oreille
petite riens insignifiants
qui nous est si chère
le monde est un paradis
et ils sont assis sur un trône
d'attente, en se demandant, qui s'ennuie
la danse, parce ils exigent, tu chantes.

The Tale of the Ragman

The Tale of the Ragman

They will come, horses and men
with a urgent message
Gentle weeping song of the forsaken bride
A death, a veil of misguided intents
the skilled tactician dissects the mystery of a lie
silly escapades
who is it that is many
artless deviants, rich inglorious bastards
meet the face of a light in the darkness
how should things be
beauty in simplicity
the dying voice of a dying world
calls out to the darkness
eyes lost in infinity
a stirring, a glance, a little how do you do
until we take out the teacups and cake
oh, mr. ragman tell me your story
tales of forgotten woe
pretty damsels, gallant knights, codes of right
tired, sick, alone, but not very bright
a child is born
a sticky mess it is
I should have seen it
but I was blind
barely it shimmered
amidst the company of the shadow creatures
little blurs obscuring one's sight
feeding on misery
it giggled with glee
have you seen them
they see you
they love mischief
whispering little words in your ear
tiny insignificant nothings
that we hold so dear
the world is a paradise
and they sit on a throne
waiting, wondering, bored
dance, because they demand, you sing

inspired by The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock a poem by T S Eliot

Explanation of the poem: The Incomprehensible Melody

Explanation of the poem: The Incomprehensible Melody
the frozen rose in a desert is a poetic symbol of our aloneness. the haunted glass reflects, diffracts, and refracts light thus distorting our perception of reality
the haunted part means it almost seem alive. basically we are alone, and though what we experience as reality is a distortion, it seems to be alive and play with us.
white defeat - is basically surrender, peaceful surrender, like waving the white flag. basically it is the true meaning behind the name surrender, which is basically detachment.
mundane Gods are worldly Gods. of the rings means at different levels of perceptual reality, like material reality would be one ring, imaginative reality is another, mental reality is another ring. senseless madness is the struggle of life, of existence. to rest meaning basically just accept your situation.
individuality is basically another word for freedom, and the wicked child is basically a symbol for anyone cannot control themselves. basically what is the value of freedom if we cannot control ourselves.
true love is true sacrifice.
deeper drugs - basically anything we are dependent on to basically live our life. we get deeper into the drugs to basically to try to make ourselves happy, but it only makes things worse.
It burns, it burns - basically to be in pain. then you have fabrication of serious movement - basically you pretend, you put on a show, like acting you are happy for your friends and relatives when inside you scream in pain.
repeated shakes - it can mean actually shaking physically because you have conflicting nerve impulses, like when you are angry or cold or sad, but also it can mean just being uncertain about something. delicate road is basically life. in life we are uncertain in our journey.
cold burn- oxymoron word combo, basically something that is extremely cold causes pain, basically not caring about someone else, and thus we don't control our actions and someone gets hurt.
dust settles - basically things quiet down, like spending time away from the person who offended you, and thus the hurt lessens, and we are not as sensitive.
gather dark motives-making plans to hurt someone. bits of art - basically being creative about it, having a certain style. the question mark is because it is art and it is not art.
prisoner of thought-kinda obvious, but basically the mind-brain is always thinking and we are kinda trapped by its limitations and its desire to never stop thinking.
no formula - basically a method. sadness into happiness - basically trying to find a method or a guaranteed way to go from sadness to happiness, but there isn't one.
spot the rambling soliloquy. basically can you see your brain constantly talking and expressing itself and it goes on and on, almost without any kind of direction at times and often making no sense at all.
haunted visions knock - glimpses of different perceptual realities seen within us. but never expire - i.e. they never end.
worms eat the driftwood - basically consuming the driftwood, the driftwood disappears. of your own forgotten dreams - basically all the hopes and passions and desires we had in the past. basically our memories disappear and we forget what we once were.
permeating emotions - emotions that permeate the way we view things, coloring it. victors - basically the strongest. victors of dark passions - basically the strongest of our dark desires and permeate, i.e. change the way we view things and we don't realize it happening.
the nihilist awakens - basically life because meaningless to it because our viewpoint of life has change due to our dark passions, which have caused us pain.
progressed emigration - emigration is leaving one's country and progressed emigration is an increase in leaving one's country, but in this cause we aren't talking about people leaving but certain things inside of us leaving, basically letting go, ie accepting, detaching. the maker is the one who is causing the progressed emigration.
sick trembling silence - being uncomfortable with silence, which is uncomfortable with being alone, basically uncomfortable with ourselves. the silence is painful because in the silence we see ourselves and we don't like what we see. visiting is basically experiencing the silence.
we are alone- see above, basically trying to make it clear so the reader faces the reality of their aloneness
insistence upon stupid ideas - holding onto incorrect notions of reality. foreshadowed - basically caused bad things to happen. own quiet bedfellows - basically those who agree with us. quiet ie they don't voice opposition. bedfellows - basically one's community, one's family, one's friends. an example of this is like holding onto the idea of a holy war and that God could justify the killing of other people who don't believe like one does. In reality though that kind of thinking results in one's own destruction. We have noone to blame but ourselves.
bones, rocks, little mites - nice little phrase. both rocks and bones are hard. mites feed on humans and other things, causing disease, itch, and pain. bones and rocks are a symbol of death. basically mites feed on the dead things. but basically this is a literary device I use to change the direction of the poem.
teacups filled with sugar and spite: teacups basically means a formality. you drink tea, have pointless chat. the tea is sweet and nice, but in reality we are filled with spite.
observe rays, murky inescapable conflicts: observe rays - basically determine the cause of something, you trace the ray back to its source. inescapable conflicts - basically like having to fight a war we can't avoid or like having problems with one family(even if like a mother in law), but one can't avoid them either because one lives with them or one has to see them at family functions (Christmas, birthdays, etc.). it is murky because it isn't clear why the conflict has to be inescapable.
raging on, many needles pricking the vane of our conscience: raging on -endless conflict, almost the nature of material reality itself. many needles pricking - basically our many guilts, disappointments, regrets in life we feel them via our conscience and we are reminded.
Chinese medicine - as opposed to western medicine which relies on synthetic medicines to cure symptoms. Chinese medicine trying to address the root cause, at least in theory.
eat worms, make fruit - basically for instance like consuming hookworms for their immune boosting benefits, but basically anything which has a surprising beneficial effect on oneself. fruit is sweet. we eat it. a healthy tree makes fruit, which people consume. a healthy person does things which help to benefit society
the science is backwards - addressing cause as opposed to effects. most of science deals with effects, and endless chain of effects, ignoring the causes.
the riddle of the fractal matrix: fractal matrix grows in steps using things like cells and patterns and such. the riddle of the fractal matrix is the riddle of life.
sheeps scream horrors: sheeps - basically people who go along with the crowd, followers, people who don't think for themselves, basically people who aren't awake. they are in terrible pain, but don't realize it.
a death that even sleep cannot forget: basically a pain(death is basically one of the most painful things one can experience) that is always with one, even in dreams and sleep and even in the semi-awake state people call being awake in one's daily life, it is always there.
and I think it is done before it has even begun: seeing from the end. basically you know how things are going to turn out from the start. Like if you have two opponents who are unevenly matched, the much stronger one has a guaranteed win. but basically in life some things are just out of your control.
where are possibilities if there is only one path: complete determinism means there is only one path matter can take. everything in the future is predictable by knowing any previous state. where are possibilities - ie where are the choices if one is given only one choice

The Incomprehensible Melody

The Incomprehensible Melody

Journey of Possibilities is the reality we seek to build
a frozen rose in the desert of the haunted glass
And you will find the true meaning of name behind the white defeat
Lay the mundane Gods of the rings within the senseless madness to rest
Do you value individuality in the eyes of a wicked child
True love, true sacrifice
Deeper drugs fail to calm the hunger in us
It burns, it burns, fabrication of serious movement
Repeated shakes consume the delicate road
and the cold burn envelops us and we lose control
Dust settles upon the offended
Gather dark motives, bits of art?
Prisoner of thought
No Formula to turn sadness into happiness
Can you spot the rambling soliloquy
haunted visions knock, but never expire
the worms eat the driftwood of our own forgotten dreams
permeating emotions, victors of dark passions
the nihilist awakened
the maker of progressed emigration
visits the sick trembling silence
we are alone
insistence upon stupid ideas has foreshadowed our own quiet bedfellows
bones, rocks, little mites
teacups filled with sugar and spite
observe rays, murky inescapable conflicts
raging on, many needles pricking the vane of our conscience
Chinese medicine
eat worms, make fruit
the science is backwards
the riddle of the fractal matrix
sheeps scream horrors
a death that even sleep cannot forget
and I think it is done before it has even begun
where are possibilities if there is only one path