Beyond the theory of everything; On the google ride to the galactic My mouse cursor lights up I read the fine print.
Blue velvet night
Blue velvet night A sapphire moon On a lustrous viridescent sea Sail away with me. Under a bowl of sky Under a bowl of sky That has turned upside down A cerise wind cries Spilling white stars Defying gravity In ether’s immortality. Tasting autumn I ate a persimmon It tasted of autumn Tangerine’s last bloom Auburn russet luminescence. Silk orb-weavers In the cobweb I found a spider Hanging by a thread Barely clothed In liquid silk Soaked. Sky run Whisper of sapphire Zephyr sequinned In eagles’ cry I see Hues of dawn sky A blue wind blows through My heart Skips a beat .
Sun swims to shore
Melting blue to silver gold Rhythmic ebb and flow On liquid charcoal.
The touch of your smile Like Cello Suite No.1 in G major Rhymes hang heavy In translucent tears Eyelashes tickled By star visions Orion and Artemis In sky’s eternity From trauma I make poetry Dreams are like Scattered leaves On an autumn wind There’s hesitation In my thoughts Like a broken melody I listen like birds listen to the sky My fingers wrap their Aquamarine wisdom Blossoms quiz the sun Wild flowers burn the horizon Meteors burst in the hills My page waits For the rawness of my words.
I balanced a penny on my thoughts
And saw the danger money wrought Even though money made itself useful Deep within, the heart became sorrowful In life’s mad shuttle, doubts conditioned Built in the mind, pessimism positioned My soul sought an oath from earth’s sanctuary I needed laughter to help me keep my mental liberty Living on the edge of a knife gave me the edge I cultivated an optimism and made it my pledge .
Gold sun rising
Echo of warmth On the wings of birds Drawing the deepest breaths Fragrant harmony plush In the pulse of blooms I see the sunflowers turn to the ultramarine Creaming the air A coagulation of hues As flowers burn hot on the horizon Whisper of petals reveal the rapture of forgotten fantasies Rolling into the heartbeat of time Rain forged clouds stir the ether Smelling like sanctity The mystics of sensitive wisdom I fall in love with the universe again Its like seeing the inside of a raindrop My swan song is a whimsy wanderlust Blue ~ my ink I daydream into my page.
Ten seconds to midnight ;
My hourglass flips
my soul flutters the Goldilocks zone
the best things in life are free
except for free speech
beast of burden
a burdened beast thinking what an ass he is