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flowernectar
flowernectar
Figuring out humanity on earth, the power of the universe, molding theories... you know, the usual.
Familiar faces fall from graces left alone in dim-lit places. Fragile mind draped in laces, dreams and terrors time erases- suspended in the void of spaces, like mold in the water of flower vases. Entangled in a spider's web, I chase the tide of black water's ebb. Casting out the light again- confess my sins to make amends. A crystal tear escapes my iris. I offer thanks to the God, Osiris who blesses the exhale of my mortal breath, and forgives my sin, the King of Death.
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Mar 1, 2020
Mar 1, 2020 at 12:38 AM UTC
Osiris
I press my ear against her soft bark, Damp and darkened by the cloud’s tears. I hear an echo that envelopes my mind- A familiar voice, without a face or a name- she is a vibration, she is a feeling. Looking up, i watch her branches split the sky like an earth quake shattering the heavens. Spanish moss drips down like solidified rain drops, frozen in time. I sit upon her roots and dig my barren feet into the cool dirt Amongst the acorns and shedding of her hair. My nose is met with an earthly scent- a reminder to breathe. This old tree watches lifetimes pass as the sun descends below the Earth, the moon rises into the ether, the stars wink at sleeping flowers, and the planets watch us dream. I stay beside her until twilight cloaks the sky. This old tree wears wisdom like a silken robe, So beautiful in every crack and crevice of her body. I count the stars with her until numbers turn to the sounds of beetle’s banter. We all laugh together, And fall asleep in the embrace of existence
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Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 7:52 PM UTC
The Southern Tree
I can feel the moonlight on my skin when I close my eyes and inhale the evening's breeze. The stars kiss my cheeks and the ghost of twilight peels back the veil leading into a realm of sleep. I awake within a dream and I am there- atop the moon. I feel the curve of my spine mold into her as I lay there, intertwined with her aura. She is my mighty ship as we sail through waves of constellations singing the sweetest song the night sky has ever heard before, harmonizing with the golden orb around us. I pray that I will never wake and live a lifetime amidst the moon.
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Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 8:42 PM UTC
I Dream of The Moon
Once upon a full moon, An immortal soul escaped it's vessel. Illuminated by moonlight, Whisps of the spirit gracefully glided down the eye of a rabbit hole, swirling through the sphere of Life and Death, caught inbetween their reflection of each other. Their voices harmonized like a pious gospel- the word of God. The soul asked them to lay her down at the bottom of infinity, where there's a cave of every dream ever conceived, Appearing as fog on a horizon of memories, spread across the sky like prophetic constellations.
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May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 3:44 PM UTC
The Rabbit's Hole
Before I wake by morning light I asked that I will dream tonight. Blessed be our sacred eye Show me truth and never lies. For what my realm of sleep reflects When I awake, I'll recollect.
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May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 1:03 AM UTC
The Dream Spell
I’m in love with a ghost, a suitor of my shadow. I ache in search of him, yet the floorboard creaks In the dark of night are merely my soul wandering down my a mum hallway My sorrows coo my exhausted mind, casting a spell of sleep upon my glistening eyes. My shadow creeps out from under the crack of my door- the door that keeps my demons within four walls. My shadow, the phantom of my desires chases them into eternity. Even when these old bones break, this skin turns blue, these eyes roll back into the depths of my mind… My shadow will roam until The End
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Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 6:24 PM UTC
The Man in the Shadows
Beyond the bleeding horizon lies a yellow star, much like the glow above one's head when three eyes open.   Within that star is an open space where dew-dropped webs twinkle like fractals of crystal quartz. Streams of thought glide down silken strands of consciousness. The yellow star sings to me; "Seek further than you're told, patience radiates like gold. Your eyes have known this sacred home for many moons, that laughing lune. The wind may tell 'you know us well' And we know you, little blue" Perhaps a song for familiar souls, that have journeyed through a multitude of existences. With my eyelids kissed by that yellow star's lullaby, I hazily gaze beyond the sleepy hills, willow trees, and melting clouds to see the eyes of my own soul smile crisp like a poison apple in my hand, cradled cautiously in the crevices of my palm. The star contently fell behind the mountains, humming to the melody of the rolling breeze, fading into the twilight only to become an echo in my mind. I gave my soul to the sun that day only to roam the black of night as an empty void and see my true self once more at the break of day.
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Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 12:54 AM UTC
Yellow Star Lullabye
I am alive. I am flesh and bone. I am a pulsing heart, the sound of love- perpetually beating. I am a shadow- at peace with desire. I am Fate. I am knowledge. I am chaos. I am divine fear, pure ecstasy, I am the feeling of becoming. I am a child brought into the world I am it's first breath. I am the reflection in the eyes of Death. I am Life, I am pain, I am bliss, I am love. I am reality. I am a complete illusion.
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Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 2:15 AM UTC
I Am
I observe you, infatuated with your subtle mysticism. My eyes lay on your verdant beds like a swallow tail butterfly dancing to the melody of your vibrations. I feel you breathe with me. I admire your crystal garden, dripping down your coiled vines. In each leaf, a reflection of your life. Your origin is you as much as it is me. We are sister and brother. We are God. Together we transcend. Together, we become one entity as we experience the beauty of consciousness. You are my natural friend. You thrive and stretch your veins outward to kiss the hands that caress you. Alive, with me, We coexist fluenty
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Mar 6, 2017
Mar 6, 2017 at 5:51 PM UTC
Julio
She conjures magic from the moon, caressing light within her palm. Wide eyed woman from the sky blesses the Earth with her cosmic psalm
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Feb 15, 2017
Feb 15, 2017 at 12:59 PM UTC
Ingrid