Geometry and syntax of elation

 Trees, those sensors of the wilds who feel my utter joy and innate wonder,
They’ve learned the awe struck vibes emitted by my worship, a most enchanting calculus, sign language at  the speed of light, a blinding light that shreds Olympic records.
Leaves, at azimuth angles absorb the spectra in my oohs and aahs,  grasp the grammer of elation,
the silken strands embedded in a vocal syntax, that taut Euclidean space beknown  to but a few,
 Twigs, they twig the smiles inside my hazel eyes as they pop up and out  like kites ascending through the atmosphere,
Trunk and root, root and branch,
layer by layer the expressions on this visual face arches upwards, geometrically, tangentially, in ceramic detail.
How I ache for a motherless, fatherless world immersed in its own void,
haunting sketches on a human mind consumed by the choir of mother nature’s gamut,
orchestrated by the
elements feeding it, knowing that they’re  more than just the sum of their parts.


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MaryPP's picture
There is a lot in this poem, worth reading many times!. I like all the mathematical references and I like the use of the words twig and twigs. The word twig in Irish or Gaelic language means understand, is this also your meaning here? Best of luck in the competition!

Mary PP

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MyNAh_27's picture
Your comments are much appreciated by me. I use the word twig here for completeness as there are references to leaves and other parts of a tree. Twig can mean to observe as well as understand. Both meanings are implied in my poem. May I wish you, Mary PP, luck with your work also, MyNAh_27

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