When you’ve got
Gold gold gold
Dripping from your mind?
Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 1:17 AM UTC
This gorgeous liquid light
Spilling over the horizon
Dripping onto our buildings and flooding our streets
Mixing with the river to make some devious potion
This golden, rosy, saturated sky
Folding over into the ethereal plane
Mending the gap between this very earth
And the heavens
Cutting open the clouds to let the angels fall
And greet us with golden wings
Bringing halos of our own as gifts;
settlements and apology for being gone so long
And so distant into the clouds
Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 1:56 PM UTC
The natural tendency of energy and matter to become dispersed or disorganized.
The principle of chaos.
If nothing can be created nor destroyed, then where oh where has my mind gone?
Where has my soul gone?
Has it left my body and my bones?
Has my soul seeped into the nothingness surrounding me,
into the deep, hot, misty darkness?
Has my mind escaped?
Escaped into the burning white fire,
destroyed into ash, only to preserve itself.
My mind. Sane. I'm going insane.
and my soul, oh how numb it has become.
They leave me, gone to someplace.
Dispersed; they disperse. Without me - disorganized.
Only to find no one; they float. they drift on.
Me: body, mind, and soul.
My mind: lost, my soul: dark.
But what of my body?
What of my entirety? What of my entity?
Entropy.
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 9:42 AM UTC
I am one soul, one body, one mind.
I am consciousness and intuition, knowledge and emotion.
I am sun and moon, light and dark. God and Goddess in one space.
I am Earth. Air. Water. Fire.
I am the Queen of Hearts. King of Clubs. Sage of Diamonds. Ace of Spades.
I am my ancestors. I am my mistakes...and my victories.
I am an artist, a hunter of the truth. I am what I create.
I am Dawn. And I am Dusk. Noon and Twilight.
I am life. And death. And decay. And rebirth.
Autumn. Winter. Spring. Summer.
I am forever changing.
For I Am.
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 10:20 PM UTC
Somebody hold me, Feel me,
feel my soul and be Aware of it.
Somebody touch me, Touch my bones softly
so that they may know Softness.
Somebody hear me, hear my Words.
Hear them Shake and Shiver
in this Cold Empty Room.
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 8:27 PM UTC
Come, take a walk with me,
in the middle of the rain.
No hood, no boots,
and open-toed shoes...
But who are we to complain.
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC
a Woman moaned in ecstasy
at Her own Self-Pleasure,
and out with it
came Star Dust
and Galaxies.
and so was Born the Universe.
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 11:05 AM UTC