Wonderground

By C.B. Neath

This simple book of poetry is for all of those that look outward into the world of humanity and nature, but strive inward for answers to the many questions that arise.

It is an exploration of and comment on the many facets of the experience of what it means to be human expressed in verse. It is a collection of thought-provoking poetic musings upon the conditions of the individual in the world, sometimes cryptic, at times contrary, occasionally provocative, but ofttimes reflective. Hopefully there is much to stimulate the honest soul with eyes that see.

 

From the esoteric to the existential, themes such as love, death, spirituality, yearning, fallibility, isolation, hope and prayer are among some of the many topics addressed, sometimes approached from differing or even opposing perspectives, all the while earnestly searching for elusive truth and commonality.

 

Dear reader, make of it what you will.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Poemagram Press
• Release date: Dec 31, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201106003

Book preview

Unimagined Heart

All pleasures pale before the light

Of transcendental inner sight

Where spirit’s eyes are opened wide

To unimagined heart

Where mercy meets the unseen All,

Where dreams made real absolve the fool

Who dares believe, dares to conceive

Of love beyond themselves

One Essence, One Eternity

Right here is heaven clear and calm,

Beyond the clamour, haste and harm

Long hid amid the lie of time

Forever cast in ways sublime

Lain strange and still both here and there

In instant’s pause, awake, aware,

One essence, one eternity

Now was and is and will so be

And What

And what is truth shall ever be

That glimpsed and known so fleetingly,

The eye of sorrow found and met

By moment’s gift eternal set …

For there suspended time informs

The baying senses’ changing storms

To compass and to finely tune

Night’s pensive thoughts by rising moon

And what be truth sure some may flee

When faced with raw reality

As mirror nags in harsh delight

The telling truths of self-made plight

Where there amid sure pinned and flailed

Beset by fears less faced, assailed,

The self thought safe is calmly slain

So vanquished, ne’er to rise again …

Sophist Soup

First proffer sweet aperitifs

Whose blends suspend right disbelief,

Slick potions that prepare the