“Awoken”, “No Doubt”, and “Earth at Perigee” by Kevin Ribble

“Awoken”, “No Doubt”, and “Earth at Perigee” by Kevin Ribble

Awoken

Unjust thoughts
Lying prostrate
Stretching thin like
The toes of a cat

A dreamlike state
(No – just like a dream)
Basking and waiting
Like willows unadorned

Seeping, seething
Just below conscious weight
Catechisms gone mad as
I watch and behold instinct

Compare and wonder
What of those who imagined
The First Thoughts of man
When becoming aware for the first time

Their Being now becomes
Undone to the wherewithal of Light
Unmasked – a treasure of his own tomb
Casting to dawn the knowledge of Self as one.


No Doubt

I am an enfilade of sunlight
Cast its last moments of life
Above the horizon, a cast away
Of my own device rendering

A subterfuge of new choices
Against the form of an extraordinary
Chance to wish good among all men
Billowing from the ramparts of dawn.

An accomplice of doubt catches wind
Of his debauchery only to concede
To strong advice that a benefit of living
Does not come without cost.

A tantamount reflection into the times
Of that moment projects back all that I have
Given in a path only to you where
My walk toward you has just begun.


Earth at Perigee

Yesterday I came in
From my self,
Sat down beside you,
Began to sing.
Aspiring towards you
Quelled by midnight
With a voice of one
I hummed down long stormy
Sheathes of your smile
As if I had tilted the sun’s
Axis for a better view
Of earth at perigee,
Your closeness like a
Journey, like the rain’s
Finishing touches
On the common day.

Kevin Ribble grew up in the western suburbs of Detroit.  When his family moved west to Brooklyn, Michigan, after high school, he attended nearby Jackson College on an instrumental and vocal music scholarship.  Here some of his early poems appeared in the college’s creative arts journal, Mind’s Eye.   Transferring to U of M – Flint the following year as a Theater Arts major, he continued to write where his poetry appeared in the school’s literary journal, Selah.  Kevin presently lives in Northern New Jersey with his cat, Miss Hudson.  After a long break from creative writing, he’s begun again at thespiandrummer.com and blogs at thespiandrummer.tumblr.com.

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