Timbres of Pond Moon Sungs

By Allen Adrian Tompkins

   

     Digitally and linguistic instrumental influences transformed the practice from a preliminary tracing of the natural pattern of rhythm and rhyme into contemporary performances today.

     Timbres of Pond Sungs and the Resonance of Origins, a poetry collection derived from a culturally embedded proposed grant, our mission was to research the ancestry of music-making with additional proposed research criteria enclosed. 

 

      

• Language: English
• Publisher: Allen Adrian Tompkins
• Release date: Jun 9, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223118114

Allen Adrian Tompkins

Allen has traveled throughout the Northeastern region beyond New York. He has gained tremendous insights and knowledge from several years of scholastic studies. Allen lives and writes with friends and family support in the Sullivan-Catskills.   

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Poetry comes from a translation of natural gestural truths derived from the musical resonances of everyone’s talents.

Contents

●  The Blues of Spruces    

●  Echoes of Miles Standish    

●  As- if      

●  The Teather    

●  O' Spine    

●  Tail Bone     

●  Some-body     

●  Possessive Pronouns   

●  God and Goodness   

●  Treaties of Paris incomplete  

●  Treaties of Paris in deuces  

●  The Dog, Foxes, & Wolves   

●  Monkfish      

●  Nesting      

●  In Rooms of Unrest   

●  Tyrannosaurids Unscripted  

●  The Oddity     

●  Ber-bimbau-AGOGO   

●  I'm no alien label   

●  A-Egre/gious/ly-The Musical Proposal   

●  Indecent Transformations   

●  In 24 Houses    

●  Clarity of Mindfulness   

●  Programmable Humans  

●  Healing Memories    

●  The Restaurant RestRoom  

●  Near to you    

●  Coconut Shrimping 

●  Tyrannosaurids: Contextualized  

●  A Brave Newness 

●  Clones & Commas for Mamas   

●  Sky-Lighter     

●  Training days 

●  Sent

●  Fāsòng

●  Went

●  Qù

●  Dream of Me

●  Mèng jiàn wǒ

●  Quilter

●  Háng fèng

●  קווילטער

●  kvilter

●  quilten

●  Rum Room

●  Lǎng mǔ jiǔ shì

●  Rues

●  Lǔ sī

●  Confessions

●  Zìbái

●  The Decision

●  Juédìng

●  Laud in  Jerusalem Snow

●  לאוד ירושלים

●  laud irushlim shneydt

●  Pond Moon Sung

●  Zon vijver

●  Tàiyáng chí

●  Adrian Cinquain

●  Adrián Cinquai

●  Ā délǐ ān·qí kuí yīn

The Blues of Spruces

Spruce,

untangle yourself, for the blues

for your tunes

Roar like lion songs,

Far from

Where the horned blooms blossom

Curvy waiting behind

Wavey laden panes

The glistening gleam for wading

Eyes hoovered with insight

As if we were different lakes—reflecting the same sighing stars,

Radiating in the day,

Distantly dim to visit laughter,

Where our delightful phantoms stay.

Dirge, delightfully cured,

Prepared for spring hail,

Stinging, ringing, and dismissing.

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Ultimatums spent with regret

Lacking in passion with dyslexia embodying and embracing salutations.

I

Fragility as leaded crystal last,

Limb holding limb

As petals flake and glide.

Separately, we drove.

We enjoyed the bumpy, turning

Departing Park rounding road.

You the rye and I the breath

Bends the shallows into

Tint, and blunt impatience

Passing glances facing age-ing

Poems are not poetry

Unless they endure

To imprint on silver pens

Tames the allergen agonies

The scratching of an itch of romance.

Tickle the pinch.

Pry and fend

Until poise becomes glorious.

The bluebirds nest separately,

Sensing every feeling sent

Intentionally ascending the essential

II

So central was the mountain music

From the tall spruces whispering

Sentimental strife with ad nauseous

Echos of Miles Standish

Jump on the boat.

There is a new land over there.

It is a new kind of thinking

With the same desires for exchange.

We should have considered

That we are all foreigners.

If differences united us, 

A Father’s Dream of unacceptance.

1908, 1935, 1936, 1956,1969

Why is it the further we go,

the earlier we return still;

You asked me.

A Brave Newness

Seldom gossip said before being acted upon. Our diagnosis was determined before we acknowledged it.

The patient is the doctor's reflections

Or a mirror lens seen in text lectures.

She liked him to accept the revisit.

The ones that are quick and stable do not improve.

The cost is too steep for low-income individuals. People like me don’t exist