Words Explained~

I am were sands run
As they have feet
And waters fall
Not
Skies in blue thicket
Black thicket
Thorny
Starlit stares
Rise in light of my way                   
Flared and toned are my lead
Grappling
Stricken by gage
Hooves mark airless space
Stricken out of light
Cascade white mighty
Phased out hair blasting
Motionless not detection

I often write and do not understand what I have written as what I see and the words that come to be paint different pictures based on interpretation and/or definition.  Also to, they could be well not be defined seemingly properly by me the observer in correct short form.

What is a above is a woman who rides the sky on a horse and the horse’s hooves are smashing stars with their metal or so it appears. The thorn is her shape as in similar to cone. She is a black hole (which words can also be interpreted to be something else).  In this case I refer to the “dense look” at a black hole of nothingness as we do contemplate it. The apparent color thickets (density) paint darkness, but also do not show what lies below the trees. What I just stated goes deeper than what not can be seen.   The smash of stars explodes bright white before dying.  In this scenario water as we know it does not exist and hence does not fall or flow.  Flare is the horse’s nose or fire (which too can paint different defined pictures). Depending on how you look at it, tone is pitch of sound and sound has waves or not and of tone is in color/light or not .  Death is in the phase out.  It is not her hair that is blasting in the wind (as there is no wind) it is the energy of that which escaped the pull).  In regard to motionless, I refer to when there are no observers. There is no object or subject there just is IS.  I can’t explain IS. It is a negative explosion to one.  I so wish that I could explain it better.

I share the conversation which brought this particular piece’s explanation out of me.

Arachne says (7:22 PM): That is sweet.  I actually took out my knife today as I thought I might have to stab someone.  Meh.
He says (7:22 PM): sigh
Arachne says (7:23 PM): He was drunk and I was armed.  The drunk bleed quicker.  Thinned blood.
He says (7:23 PM): rofl
Arachne says (7:23 PM): However, they are hard to freeze.  LOL
He says (7:23 PM): rofl
He says (7:24 PM): you know , revolution , end of world situation , you would be my first choice of companion
Arachne says (7:25 PM): Why is that?  It is because I can plot?  Actually, I am thinking on building my own bow and arrows.
He says (7:25 PM):  because you can think straight in dire situation
He says (7:26 PM): i would not have to worry about you ,
Arachne says (7:26 PM): darling, I hatch many a scenario, but only one appears to show.  I don't really like to be worried about.
He says (7:26 PM): because there’s no need to
Arachne says (7:27 PM): What would the need be if the because was answered?
He says (7:27 PM): ok , lost me here
Arachne says (7:28 PM): what would make the because for the need?
Arachne says (7:30 PM): I am making an effort to elicit an answer to the statement "I don't really like to be worried about" responding, "because there’s no need to."  Do you speak about me not worrying or about no one needing to about my ass as I can care for self?
He says (7:30 PM): only stating that not only you are the tender lover , the slut , you are also the warrior
Arachne says (7:30 PM): LOL  Most poetic gesture!
He says (7:31 PM): heh
He says (7:32 PM): i could be by your side, knowing that you got my back as i would have yours , but you do not need protection , you do not get in crisis confronted to a harsh situation or hard choices
Arachne says (7:33 PM): I don't fear and it does not matter what happens.  I won't go down easy.  HOWEVER, I can choose my own going down if I so ever desire.
He says (7:34 PM): of course
Arachne says (7:35 PM): but of course.  actually one could will one's self to die by shutting down their own will to voluntarily participate in their autonomic function.
He says (7:41 PM): just linked yr blog space to a very nice person, same interests
Arachne says (7:42 PM): gee thanks.  hey, did you ever write and not  understand your own literature because you had to look up the words as you don't know what they meant at a glance no?  I write right now, but have to decipher my own literature.  It is of a woman who rides the sky on her horse.
He says (7:42 PM): are you tired right now ?
Arachne says (7:43 PM): no are you?  I am writing
He says (7:43 PM): i meant for not understanding your writing not in reading state of mind
Arachne says (7:43 PM): oh no dear.  I will show you what a poet sees
Arachne says (7:44 PM): I am were sands run as they have feet
And waters fall
Not
Skies in blue thicket
Black thicket
Thorny
Starlit stares
Rise in light of my way
flared and toned are my lead
Grappling
Stricken by gage
Hooves mark airless space
Stricken out of light
That is a woman on a horse riding the sky
she has a flying horse.
He says (7:45 PM): beautiful;
Arachne says (7:45 PM): word look up came in the ways of use for flared and toned...grappling as that is what the hooves are doing to stars.
Arachne says (7:46 PM): i envision it and words not familiar to my literature in other uses save for the simple my words may not see reflection in meaning.  sands run like in time as time is measured I use feet
He says (7:46 PM): i enjoy that one
Arachne says (7:47 PM): no water fall in orbit as there is no gravitational pull.  now do you see why i must understand my own words as they form in my brain?
He says (7:48 PM): you do it better i only read it as a spectator , you throwing visions in my head
Arachne says (7:48 PM): I am playing with literature and most readers will not see the picture I paint.
He says (7:49 PM): their loss
Arachne says (7:49 PM): i don't really care as I only write for self.
He says (7:49 PM): still
Arachne says (7:50 PM): now the use of stares as in to look at one for a long time and stairs which sounds similar but is not however it is the one that rises in height?
Arachne says (7:51 PM): and gage is a measurement spelled also gauge.
He says (7:52 PM): i would be a bad judge
Arachne says (7:52 PM): As I am.  I have to understand that which I write and it comes from within and I understand it not.
He says (7:53 PM): still you are better qualified then me
Arachne says (7:53 PM): As you have helped me to define myself, I will use the story with the poem.  I am not qualified at all.
~ Maggie ~ January 11, 2009 @ 9ish EST