Some associations clang.
I want to toss a word salad
out the windows of widows–
their eyes surprised
by drift and shift of ships
carrying no-one home
but hope, no meaning to be found–
just round sound unbound
from syntax, a sin tax,
a taxonomy of roses
a technology of hands
spanning air with electricity of eels
snapping shut gaps in ether,
gaped mind lightning
leaping lightening thoughts
as if ideas are heavier
than stone. they are.
I stack their substance,
dry and ripe to stoke
a smokeless burn.
***just a little exercise in free association. One might even call this a flight of ideas. Not sure 😉
Susan Daniels Poetry 
Excellent – playful and inspired.
Thanks, David..Just decided to unchain the mind and let it roam a little on the page last night 😉
What a wordsmith you are, Susan, this is superb use of language and imagery
Thanks, Polly! It was fun!
Creative! surprising effects! prompts some questions – are roses some form of tax for sin? what type of sin? Omission or commission? why do you find unbound sound, the song that unbinds? why widows and not fellows? what happens when we toss the salad from the bellows of fellows or on the elbows of widows? Electricity and eels – now an incurable freudian sits up at this? and on and on and on – LWKMD!
…smiling at you! Oh, just picked widows for the pairing with windows, no other significance at all. This was fun, and I am sure a freudian would sit up and take notice of certain things in here, especially those eels…This was my attempt at language with no syntax, but the sin tax is in there 😉
Such a wonderful read!! I had to read it several times, a couple even out loud. Scared my cat, but she will get over it. LOL Great little exercise Susan and I think I am inspired by this idea/exercise.
Great to hear that! I hope you unchained your thoughts a little on the page.
I loved it Susan! Wonderful.
Thanks, Joseph. Sometimes it is fun just to play with words, the way small kids do mudpies…
Words tossed in a fresh salad, or smashed into mud pies, you strung them together beautifully. The poem, with its free association, truly shows you innate skill with them.
Aw, thanks, Joseph!
aw, now you’ve done it! (see “word slaw”)
Yay! On my way over!
delicious
Hee, hee. Thanks!
I love the flow of your associations.
Thanks, Terry!
I love this Susan, absolutely love it. I would however have to argue that your syntax here is fully intact (intact syntax?) and fully functioning. The structure of your writing (sentences, phrases), the sense-carrying structure is there, its just that what it’s carrying is strange, disjointed. As though there is clearly an ordinary, healthy elephant, but instead of the Rajah on his back, he carries six sloths, a porcupine, and George Bush in a pink wig. It is the associations made possible by this incongruity that make this so rich.
Ok, I’m nit-picking (monkey that I am), I know. I have been playing with this a bit myself lately, as you know (i.e. at Ye Olde Squirt Shop…)
Love it Love it Love it. Fun Stuff…
Thanks, JCC! This was fun and I will probably play a little more with sound like this. Damn me for being a Virgo and thus unable to avoid paying the sin tax…
This did come from my job, where a woman referred to a demented patient as speaking in word salads. Had to look it up, which led to clanging associations, and I was caught up in it. Love language.
You’re a Virgo?
AAaah, now everything is clear….no wonder we get on so well…
Hahaha–explains why I understood the punch line in spinach dip so well too…
Indeed….
Instead of zero to 60, I can go from warm and fuzzy to ice in a minute…
This is gorgeous, loose, like a free-fall through your mind. I adore it.
Thanks, Shrinks. The coffee is going to have to wait, as I see you have something out there with an irresistible title.
oh, I would never come between you and coffee!
You just did and it was worth it 😉
You bring me smiles, and those seem so foreign lately…
Amazing 🙂
Thanks, C! I had a blast with this.
Methinks that just fried my circuits, wow.
Hee, hee. Just a little fun with words.