absence/presence - Recorded 04/07/2023 – Auroraboros – Objects, and the Distance Between Them For every threshold crossed, yet another new arises;The falling of the moon beckons the day, just as the dying sun calls her back to rise once more.There is no stone that has forever gone unturned, no sky which has not seen a … Continue reading absence/presence
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Feathered Wings
Feathered wings,In turn,Fold andSlow-burn,Melting likeA good sinWhere doesOne end,Where does,The next begin? Four flames,Two twins,Four candles,Flicker now in the wind. Warm air,Blowing in,Holding you,Blowing out and blowing through. East-west,Coast to coast,Your ghost,The part of us I miss the most. Pinch of Earth,In both hands,From either pole,North/South,Dry land. Blown out,Floating now,Wait for…The sedentary come down,Hold strong,Hold … Continue reading Feathered Wings
The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part I (We Must Be Loved)
Poison cloud still hangs from Imploded Vapor Mystic; Thought she'd been left behind, Turns out she had left her mind. Departure left void that None could fill Were they to even find Path through darkened mist of Dead, decayed, undefined. Mirror fold and Shatter, Must now see Not two but three, Not I but we, … Continue reading The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part I (We Must Be Loved)
Pinprick Curl
Pinprick curl: You and I. Fold and grow... Fold and grow. All things must… All things must. Divide… To align. Divide… To survive. Built to… Built to go: To fall from the counter To linoleum and rubble Below.
Life, and the Path It Follows
The Earth is alive Even when it is sleeping Under so many layers Of ice and debris Clinging tightly To the frozen ground As loose debris blows Gently over the layered snow Traveling From place to place Participating In an equation far too complex to be captured within the realm of our understanding An equation … Continue reading Life, and the Path It Follows
Where We Fit In
There is no sky above No Earth below Just space Time Unfolding Collapsing and expanding Flowing through Around Between All of objects and the distance between them Filling Each and every corner Until there is nothing to separate The black from the white The light from the darkness The shadows of night From the glow … Continue reading Where We Fit In
On the Value of Positive Interaction Between Dissimilar Entities, or The Unfolding Tragedy of the Modern Human Interplay
I have come to believe, or at least suspect, that one of the many major flaws with our current social structure and indeed our current status as a race of human beings that will be uncovered by future generations (should there be any), is that there is a serious lack of positive interaction, perhaps able … Continue reading On the Value of Positive Interaction Between Dissimilar Entities, or The Unfolding Tragedy of the Modern Human Interplay
The Path We Prior Trod
It seems so long ago The night sky glowed above on cloudless nights Absorbed with fascination by wide and hopeful eyes Each and every star filled With purpose With wonder A line in a story which unfolded Time and time again Renewed once more at the setting of the sun But it would seem The … Continue reading The Path We Prior Trod
Crossfire
I bleed Well, we Maybe If I can say so boldly I pray these words will hold Not leak What I seek To give to you A mouthpiece Be bold Speak Even through bared teeth I'm not scared, weak But I'm aware What we need Prepared To fight that which we cannot see An invisible … Continue reading Crossfire
Such Precious Substrates As These
This piece is a collaboration between myself and Blackbird of the blog Wandering Thoughts. Blackbird: I can only hope To never forget This moment Your eyes A more vibrant Brilliant hue Than that Fresh open Mountain sky. The clear air Rustling our shirts And your dark Perfect ringlets That others may Mistakenly describe As messy … Continue reading Such Precious Substrates As These
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