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Southern Earth Gives Way to Northern Ground

As lines give way See them fade, yellow to gray Realize what is meant when people say There are not enough hours in the day… Always thought them fools; Useless words – toys, not tools… I did not know how they could feel that way. As the smoke abounds, Drifting in the air around Silence…

Amethyst Avatar

Don’t want to change a thing, lovely Amethyst avatar You’re perfect Just the way you are Don’t you know Every stone has It’s cracks and Striations Bits of dirt embedded Between jagged edges torn From the soil with Scornful impatience Don’t you know you gleam With brilliance unmatched Even without Azure moonbeam Glow bright beneath…

Empress Amethyst

Effortless Smoke curls like Eager tail of small cat From the space between You and I Where lit cigarette rests with callous disregard For the air in which it was sparked to life Only moments before Between crimson and Azure blue You waited patient While storms abated and Strong winds pummeled upon The shells we…

Crescent Collection

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8s

oh, mea culpa (8, again)

wehave always wereandare(our name is blue star)where the sign isthat which makes youso farall golden yellow pink and orangefresh yetcrawling naked in the rottenEarth and fleshrivers reddeadferment soiled fed to wedEmerald shimmer your dress nowI am not Godbut I have made this world for youand I would send rainto burn it to the groundbeDamnedbreathing bleedingsandinmyhand…

2^2_now_2^2

Note: Due to formatting, the title here is not correct (though, what is?). This poem is called 22_now_22. Thank you for your understanding. Full disclosure and credit due, I’ve been listening to the album 22, A Million by Bon Iver lately, starting yesterday 2/22/2021, at the suggestion of my dear friend Blackbird, and it has…

IMMirrorr MirrorrIM

okay. end state: 8 /fate same weight both ways reflect tocelebrateelseemulate toimitate? 12 yearsnew fears 13 days shield=mace heart laidto waste linesbreakyour face take breath (not taste) away no haste no grace waitbait to bate 20 2 4 3 2 more to see you breathe fog / steam 2C Dig toBeneath Dougiedug E3 not 15through…

The Fall of the Vapor Mystic

The Flowers in Her Hair

For Merve. The flowers in her hairGreenLike the Earth when it is healthyA music that can only be felt and never heardA memoryDistant, yet distinctAmong all thingsVapor cloud fallenNowMystic 2 riseBlueClouds 2 gather nowNo stormStill windCalm, sereneFire 4CleansingAshen EarthRiver runs andThere is growthOnce more

The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part IV (What We Do for Love)

Why do I even write these days? Why do I try? Why do I try as hard as I do when clearly there are more effective and efficient approaches. Someone has it figured out… Not me.   I see so many others who write poems that reach audiences of hundreds or even thousands. I see…

The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part III (Even When It Cannot Be Seen)

A thick, black fog hangs low over this place now. Long shadows cast by rolling waves of darkness spilling across the houses and walkways. With each passing second, breathing becomes increasingly labored.   The windswept streets grow empty and desolate, As the life that once filled them hides behind doors and walls of brick, As…

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Collaborations

Poetry Reading – “When the Storm is Over”

Originally published October 18, 2018, this piece has been recorded previously as one of the first recordings I posted here (at http://objectsanddistance.com/2020/12/13/when-the-storm-is-over-2/, along with a photograph (which was what I started adding around the time I began recording, eventually evolving to artwork). I am re-recording and reposting this, as my dear friend Jasmine (https://www.instagram.com/mine_primel/) has…

Poetry Reading – The Good Days

This post revisits a previous piece I had written, adding an audio recording as well as artwork. The artwork for today’s post is another collaboration with Jasmine, on Instagram at https://www.instagram.com/mine_primel/. (Once more, if you would like to work with me on anything, please connect.) Originally published February 1, 2019, this piece was a reflection…

Colors

This piece was a collaboration with my dear friend, Jasmine, from Germany, who is available on Instagram at https://www.instagram.com/mine_primel/. Jasmine is a very talented visual artist who works in a variety of mediums and styles. She created the image below, and we worked to create the poem based on it, which she then integrated into…

Tu Trampa

This piece was written in collaboration with my good friend and frequent collaborator, DJ Mary Luz, aka Malu (instagram.com/alhamdulillah_djmalu/). Malu: En tu trampa caí,Del deseo a la tentaciónQuise probartu venenoY ahora no puedocon la maldición… Maldición, tan sublimeDe recordar tu bella miradaMaldición de fijarme justoAquella noche estrelladaEn tu trampa jardin del deseo y la tentaciónQuise…

Hello

This piece was written in collaboration with my dear friend, Mary Luz, or “Malu”, who you can find on Instagram at https://www.instagram.com/alhamdulillah_djmalu/. This piece is dedicated to my dear Gullig, my Angie, and all we have experienced, the memories we have, and the blessing of one another’s presence. Malu:Saludo!! Hola amor; hola bella! La vida,…

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