Category Archives: poetry

The Agony of the Thaw

It’s so cryptic
HYdrogen Oxygen
Lipstick stains
Lovers Pains
The Waters Anew
Spoken Soul in Silica 
Frozen 
Waiting for glaciers 
In galactic rows
As woken snows
Tell the Story once again
Full Circle 
AnArctic miracle
Of Man’s majestic 
Game
Stone Record Keepers
Hold the forms
Shame and storms
In cells and deoxy-
Rib-oh…..of Atoms Eve
Twist into mystery
Again
It’s so cryptic
The Mother is made of
Soul…..Matter Maid
Of Soil
Patterns playing 
In Paters  Pole
As Papas role is
Two Die
Diced in wiFi
Spliced in techno skies. 

CLJ 6-6-22

El.ect-roMantic.al Maze

You can call them 
He Or
   El or Shiva
Or even 
Well…
God….
Perhaps Electricity…
I will say
Sacred Salacious
 Spermatozoan
SineWave 
SUperluminescent PsychoBioBabe
Sparking Time 
For  Selves at Play.
You can call them
She  Or
   Magdalene 
Or Shakti- heavens
 Bride & Queen
Goddess of EveryThing…
Perhaps Magnetism…
I will say 
Sacred Salacious 
WOmb of Creation
Sultry SineWave 
SuperMatterMaterMotherMatrix
Making Spaces
For Selves at Play. 
The MagIC MagNet of MagNificent
MagIcians
So ELoquently ELevating ELemental
ELect 

In.perfect.matrimony.
harmony.of.stars.as.shards.
Of.wave-ing.bards. Sparked.
Into.Partic.ulars.forming.worLds.
As.words.disturb.the.silent.stillness.
Of.the.Unobserved.as.the.raw.nerves.
Of.magdalenes.body.exposes.pure.
Mirrors.of.Magnetic.Seers.ELect-romantically.
Sealed.into.secrets.pretending.
To be.
Here.
Now.
Breathe.

CLJ 6-20-22

Between Whisper and Scream

In the in Between

Before the dream

Overtook me…

That effervescent beam

that clings

Like dew to my

Mindscreen

After the dark night has risen

Like yeast inside of me

Shone Daimonic face

The trickster dressed in lace

And leather

And choking on feathers

From my Flock

Mocked me

Pointed to the clock

And shook me from complacency

The Red Tale of Fires embrace

Rose like dawn

And threatened my Face

With scabs of disGrace

from legions

Spawn

Fighting for ascendancy

As I silenced the grim

Grip

Of their insistent

Whims

And kept right on

The same old track

Of dependency

Ignoring the tortured truth

That swarmed my limbs

And swore to remain imprisoned

Within…

Spoken to me in a cross

Between

Whisper and Scream

As I lay

Trapped in stasis

Peering at faces

Whose skin

peeled like panic

From the ancient Dream…

…Worry of whether

I’m worthy of the flame

Grateful for the shocks

And the shards and the pain

That lodge within

The neural Stains

And strains of my heaving Heart…

“Stop Showing off…

And Make Real Art”

….and in a flash

The great Rash of

Impulsive Inaction

Flickered in the Smile

Of the Vixen who agreed

To stop feeding

On my flesh

If I vowed

To rise from the bowels

Of this Blessed Test

Of Will

And say Goodbye

To Patterns that Shatter

The Sanctity of Time

Trapped within loops

Of Mind…

As I Bleed within

Mother Matter in

Fractal Flowers that Unfold

In Sacred Sines.

Charleen Johnston

10-2-21

The Crazy you See…

Pssssst......

The Crazy you See is the Crazy you Are
Fragmented Fallacies Falling apart

Failed the Test, you See, this Weeping World 
Reflecting the invective
Within your heart
Hidden from your own Lazy Eye
That Wanders yonder to that Other Guy
Who plays the Starring Role 
Of the Splinter in the Pupil of
your own Hazy I

Psssst.....

The Masses chose to Sleep In
Hit snooze 
On the Alarm
And Roll up the Sleeve and
Tighten the Noose
As the Needle 
Enters 
the Vain Intent to Harm

Psssst.....

There is only One Way Out
Of This Charade
There is Only One Way Out
Of the Bed That  'We' Made

The Body

Demands to be Seen
The Only Saviour in this Dream
Is your Own Courage
To Enter the Seams
And reMember you are Infinite
UnLimited
And CoCreating this Bleeding
Scheme

Pssssst.....

The Cartoon has become so outlandish
Simply
To reflect back to you
The Desperate Drama
Inside of You

Charleen Johnston
2-28-21