Transparent, Translucent, I flow like water in deep sea I flow with time Abiding Breathing in the Vastness of infinite space.. I flow, with the flow of time And tide, psychedelic.. Living in the monotony Of mindless decadence, Repressed, yet, in the Involuntary movement of Humdrum chores, a chaos of innate Dreams myriad??, cascades.. I flow with time, Letting the sublimal Lull my intuitive heart Into believing destiny Sculpts the fore, intrinsic. Time edges me into balancing my psyche An incomprehensive manifestation, degenerating Into spasms of cacophonic inevitability.. The pendulum slides with a mundane clack, A pulsating ticking like adrenaline: Rushing, racing, pumping, a Nemesis carrying A spell.
Poetry talks to me in the indigo stillness of a warm summer night. Chasing word games in my mind, under a sky full of stars...who walk me..firing the glow in my eyes...timeless...ageless Fireflies glimmer Across the turnstile.. Scent of incense Like the soul of the night,a jeweled zephyr trails the quietude.. Argent misted, transcending dark..embellishing shadows dancing like wraiths in the languid tawny gloom. Moonlight thoughts dazzle.. Clouds airbrush the moon. The stridulation of crickets and hoo-hoo-hoooo of owls fill the nocturnal space like pantomimic gestures of vocalists. My breath revels in scents of silver crested blossoms.. I feel the sketch of eternity in time's evanescence.. Chiaroscuro- Mise-en-scene Unfolds.. I listen.... #Haibun
Hot Summer Dances in Her golden robe Bees brew nectar, butterflies pollinate While meadows paint themselves bright and sunny I sit under The blue sky Painting Life. #tetacyt
Eternity feels empty Maybe man will leave Nothing for infinity Only graves Marked...unmarked Faceless-stoned From a raped culture And a law that that Tortures the victim Even as death acts like a catalyst. When earth takes back its own Before its due time When mud turns red With grime and blood And bullets and shrapnel and chlorine Then..it is War of the power, by the power, for the power Where each flower drowns in the grease of oil Green is the devil.. #Slam poetry
reaching your eyes the faint whisper of letters in a poem... #senryu # haiku
cocooned in a turquoise shell a gossamer cradle soothes lulling to a reverie in nature's arms, I lie curled.
I drown in the darkness of night's quietude... looking for the Hologorium in the inky empyrean stars awaken one by one as Iridium flares sparkle like rhinestones holding vintage kisses ....draping merlot misted nightfall. in night's waltz sublime musings bloom as candle drips on paper notes in eclipse of light poesies become eternal when breaths say goodbye....