FLOT Con Text Blog

Welcome to Flot-Con Text: a blog where I release my newest poetry since and as of twentyten. Enjoy! Peace!
Sam Flot

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Provenance


The Ocean claims provenance of potential to be a never ending vision linking lands and providing a platform to float until the madness recedes into the past and each day renews itself as dawn turns night over to the new day

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2.23.ten SFN

Saturday, May 8, 2010


Objectives In Motion

by Sam Flot (twentyten)


Testing this destiny

Manifesting my own testimony

Sending away fears and phonies

Clearing all obstacles

Insisting on natural beauty

Collecting my transient thoughts

In sentient bunches of track-bound travel

Selective perceptive and direct

Im not resting until everything’s done

I will not sit, I will not stand still

I am in motion, informing my intentions

Of my will’s determination

Objectives in motion

Require action

To stay in motion

Objectives in motion

Require action

To stay in motion

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Nice To Meet Me

Nice To Meet Me

by Sam Flot


Hey, remember the time

The river jumped lanes

Wrong way going

Like bright light at night

Offering sudden sight or

When everything goes

Off into the ether or

On out of the middle

Matters not to me

Constantly following the driven talents

Anywhere the universe is given balance

And

If I am my universe

I am my own god

And

Since my universe is part of me

My universe is everything I see

If indeed a god defined there must even be

If I look in a mirror I see me

I see this illusion earth moon stars and sun

As much as I am ready to know

Is already inside me and bursting to the surface

From the middle of the meltwater lakes inside my head

As everything happens all at once

Everything happens all the time

Nothing ever starts or stops

Nothing ever starts or stops

Which way the river flows

Doesn’t matter as much as

The fact that the universe is infinite and

You will come to find

The boundaries you follow

Are the one’s your brain retains

No more

No less

No more

No Less

Happening all the time

Never starting never stopping

It sure was nice to meet you and

I hope it was nice to meet me…

12.21.oh9

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SUNNY FOG NEST