I have been waiting for you,
With infinite discrepancy I rum do.
Transverse modes that no one knows,
A priori assumption, which define my prose.
Whom do you need, whom do you love?
It is an algorithm shot down from above.
Far from an evaluation declaration,
Of destinies, estimate of a rough calculation.
In which I do not even think twice,
One-step I take on to thin ice,
Refractive index, diffractive terms,
Equations of concerns and germs.
Wait, look, listen what could this be?
Is this really the one for me?
Suddenly perplexed is this a hex?
Time’s evolution of an arbitrary profile,
No wait come back, transverse with me awhile.
I have been waiting for you
With infinite discrepancy I rum do
Then I awaken…
Richard Carter
Whilst I walk along this method described life.
I pick up pace, will and strife.
Next to nothing I climb to my destination,
A keen to structural juxtaposition.
Once I reach the place of willingness,
All I feel is floccinaucinihilipilificatiousness.
I grab a rope and ascend,
All the way to its end.
Once I am there, no one cares,
That only love, is what he shares.
Come one come all, come abstemiously hidden,
First, in front, second in the middle, third one in.
If you ad one more the middle becomes antepenultimate,
Make it this way, try it that way, only then can it be legitimate.
Richard Carter
I see in the distance a caustic radiance,
My eyes blink in visual maintenance.
Somewhere far into the night,
My steps come quick, more rapidly and light.
Out there no where,
I move devoid of care.
Is it a dream?
A hallucination it seems.
Of life not there?
Not one but two,
Which make a pair.
An isomeric decay disappearing exponentially,
From space and time combining differentially.
What is it then I see?
What is this before me?
Irreducible complexity,
Natural selection obscurity.
Deals to me steals from me,
Singularly and purely,
You take the key.
Infinitely precious elements fly,
Still not a soul can tell me why.
Suddenly a caustic radiance reconstruction,
A blink of the eye then visual perception.
Somewhere far into the night.
Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz………
Gliddy,glup gloopy, nibby nop newby, la la low low dooby wooby newby
Shoobey doobey nah ba newpy, woo woo woo early morning singing song ….
Good morning star shine,
The earth says hello
You twinkle above us
We twinkle below…..
I make my breakfast.
Richard Carter
Whilst I walk away from your embrace
Feeling and admiration disappear without a trace
It is the candles light that we incarcerate
From darkened corners, we deliberate
An estimation of an illumination
In the shadows penetrates.
Come into the dark, dark night
Let god’s love take a flight
It is your premeditated self-love
That over estimates your place above
Everybody has been reserved a place
Regardless of their religious race
So until you are more than a calculation
Of a righteous and pious population
Deficient in treating people with equality
You need to find individual impartiality
You can never be cognizant
If you are ignorant
When apathy is your rule
It is you who are the fool
Richard Carter
A regulatory offense
A judgment in rem and hence
With punitive social plight
A verdict in spite
Where is it that we’re going
Without us really knowing
Pretense, fancy and whim
And maybe a hind limb
Give me more
Give them less
I don’t care
Give me the rest
Richard Carter
Glass over water what can I see?
Traveling over a reflective sea.
Parallel universe, optical mise en adyme.
Human consciousness, echoing paradigm.
An essentially similar form of recursion,
Upside down, inside out ocular illusion.
Time-invariant, to an arbitrary signal,
Akin to words, an easy colloquial.
One, Two, Three, Four,
Now I walked through an open door.
Five, Six, Seven, Eight,
What will I conjugate?
Dropping by access consciousness,
Opening up phenomenal awareness.
Framed with parallel glass,
Just how fast does time pass?
Richard Carter
Paralleling along side a turbulent storm
Partial to the past where I was born
Over and over, I fall into the sea
Wave after wave washes over me
Into the dark depths I dive
Immersed in water I swim I thrive
The taste of salt suspended on my tongue
Moments and memories perpetually strung
Inhalation a fluid movement through time
A tepid temperature makes my blood prime
I touch the bottom with the tips of my toes
What is downward nobody knows
I propel awake undulating surface tension
Until I float up higher beyond comprehension
Once again paralleling a disturbed state
Next to my future I elaborate
Once more, I find decorum in the storm
Richard Carter
People portraying the presence of skeptical identity
Self centered ignorance blinds and enslaves the human race
Here withstanding ramparts trying to discover its amenity
An incredulous inquiry into the characteristics of grace
Notwithstanding the objective perspective, tangibility
Currently collapses self –awareness without a trace
Concealing the empowerment of the righteous ego
Sanctimonious apathy of knowledge may go
With both heels resting precariously on banana peels
It is the fate of man, which it steals
Intangible benefits of the a moral fiber
Sanctioned reimbursement of lost secular labor
Opening urbane believes and closed doubt
Leaving religious ego in emotional drought
Richard Carter
