Your eyes are knives.
Your way of skinning rabbits,
Is quicker than mine.
Piercing daggers,
Across photonic records.
The visions take their toll.
Echoed sudo chambers across a viking floor of snow.
The wrong side of walls,
Surrounded by enemies.
The blue of my eye smaller each year.
Until I climb with teeth and heel:
Unafraid with you along the long way up.
We'll see our lives from up down here.
Trembling like a leaf,
A proper lover.
Written: September 07, 2023
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The bulbs hum with color in this off-white cube.
I move slowly, to catch the glimpse that's doob.
I wobble and drift through the sails of my mind.
Searching for peacefulness in this sleepless rind.
Outside forces can feel remote and far away.
I stalk a distant star within walls that can sway.
My body may be scarce but my mind may soar.
Uncover the cosmos of notions that we ignore.
Photonic pairs of notions dance in my head.
I sink to extreme depths where whim led.
Fade, disappear, oh weariness and despair!
Since I'd prefer to leave this insomniac affair.
I pursue my goals with faith as my guide.
With the dreamless embryonic night ride.
Sleep disorders may be outside my grasp.
I roam this frantic realm, lacking the clasp.
In the cracks of my ambiguity, ideas whirl.
With each raw hint, my commitment hurls.
I'm a phony hero, a fallow shambling traveler.
I'm still finding my own advice in this dark battler.
Love avenue shuffle
spirits fandango through
grave eyes of doubt on
delusions of disorder
when we kiss do
dreamy clouds cuddle?
Photonic warped thoughts
feed on disdained
mecurial clot eclipses tick tocking
against organic time thieves, there's
cerebral fury on medication row as
rival consuls consort on
succulent erotic painules--huddling
under jagged mistletoe as bellicose vision
fugitives plan placid avant garde getaways
of broken glass and bloodless lips
under hexagon suns and sharp quark
triangles.
Neptune Clubs open their pores to
Blue Plate liquid aura traders----
reveling in the street life hubris.
And so it goes.
the ether is alive with oscillations
pulsations and electric frequencies
satellite and shortwave intonations
invisible, yet carried on the breeze
neutrinos and photonic modulations
infrared and x-rays, promptly spun
ultraviolet streams and applications
gamma rays and ions from the sun
ozone filled with radio transmission
microwaves pass thru us constantly
the residues of past nuclear fission
all that we have yet perceived to "be"
I've always had an issue with believing
the paranormal "ghosts" phenomenon
yet, with all the atmosphere's receiving
who am I to say what's here ... or gone?
~ 8th Place ~ in the "Ghosthunters And Spiritualists" Poetry Contest, Kevin Shaw, Judge & Sponsor.
ALL OF ME
World's written with the fictions that one can't explain ,
The streams full of photonic dust leads to abodes in gain.
Empyreal deity embraces me ,
Episodic cuddlefests then braces me .
Bouts and animosities all obliterate ,
I do venditore the past but am not alone .
All the gayness , peace, pride hails ,
All the halcyon moments prevails .
Then murmuring the enchanting prays
I say ,
Its All Of Me ,
loving all of them .
And they are neither the fortune,
nor a diviner I am.
Its just feeling a halo ,
Walking forth a welkin ,
The feels are ephemeral
but it stays right here eternal .
As I see the zodiacal light
with all the horizon paint white.
Figured anelapsis with cool vibes .
As I say ,
Its All Of Me ,
loving all of them .
And that them,
is a supreme one.
The deity !
The God !
S•R•
@thatoneshe_
I can’t help but hide from this envious moon,
clinging to the sky like ivory on oak.
Intertwined fibers of its circumference gleaming,
outside, nostalgic avenues form rivers, streaming.
I can’t help but stare at these silent walls,
repelling cold air with magnetic aversion.
Headlights shine lambent, photonic, reflecting;
inside, dark paint glitters, diverting, infecting.
As the immoderate stars watch over us, burnished,
the fear of hereafter is compelling, yet mystic.
I watch from my chamber, I listen, I wait;
a schema, cognition, they must procreate.
Why do I hide from an obscure world?
Outlining boundaries, fearful, despondent.
Expressions vague, a world aside,
these factions of cryptic doth not subside.
Why be afraid of a future forthcoming?
For thou shall come quiet, vibrant, becoming.
I looked upon the color white
In dreams that whisper in the night
And saw in waves of red and blue
Photonic frequencies of hue
The whirling energies that spin
The properties of matter
And as I stood upon the void, of wonder lost
and dreams devoid, then time was king and light was queen
and darkness was a ballroom
Where photons shattered danced and spun
where games were lost and wars were won
in energies of umpteen gees
that recreated matter and rules were only
paths that grew in dreams of whispered chaos
Then time stood still in purple hue
and I was left in Laos
The void’s still there for those who care to only
pull the blinders But white light turns and darkness
burns and forwards is behind us
So squint y’r eyes and live y’ lies and
weave a plaid t’ warm yer
Or smoke your pot and live your lot in sunny
California But in the end when you can’t bend
Don’t say I didn’t warn yer
Reality is hard to see with eyes that dream
of what could be. they only seem to really see
The sky the clouds the sand the sea
the lump of grit that could be me
In oh so empty timeless space
contemplating nothing
Light is rhythm on the end
Of spiral cantilevered space
Bouncing photons’ dreams of birth
Monolithic thoughts that tend
A viral panting pulse to race
For views of worth
Is yet a way to balance time?
Is still an answer found in rhyme?
With written word we speak with ease
To yet unborn on foreign seas
To far flung worlds our words can travel
And worthy thoughts may yet unravel
Secrets lost in ancient past by ancestors
That could not last
To see the fruits of all their thoughts
Fall bursting seeds yet less aborts upon a head
an open mind that shudders from such ecstasy
and for an instant sees like me
and writes to yet another
I reach and greet you
lonely soul
From one gone on to one anon