Friday, April 17, 2015

Kaytel Corn: From the wet-west land...

Do poets dream of sunset?
From the wet-west land...a message:

Like the golden Angels of before
Guarding creation's door
The mind-eye will be not open-blind
On night winds the children again sleep
The machine why-n-din daown, blue static
Cloudy skies 
Vacant town
Dawn 
Red raies
Blue AnJay
May beccan
Offering
Ai choice

This selection is from Blue AnJay's Fai-ya...a poetic vision share'da with other Deviant Artist on Deviant Art.

Youth chasing Steam Punk, pushing their bodies tuh the extreme... Images of steamy neon-chemical burns...like poetic images delicately etch'da intuh your memory.

Blu-Anjay , a Artful Angel, now seems like a saiber-messenger bringing warning...this path may lead tuh paradox and illusion.


Language Herstorian

Will English be the next silent, unspoken language, fill'da with letters that are unpronounced when spoken out-loud?

For Example: Doeugh?
Only the 'do,' as in donut, sound is spoken.
Not the letter 'e' in 'Doe' a deer, nor the letters 'u-g-h' as in...the pizza 'dough' nor the letters 'e-u-g-h' in doeugh'.

Will Spainglish officially replace English as the American native language?

What will become of the often silent letter 'k'...commonly spell'da 'Kay'?

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