erstwhile a halcyon extant universe incessantly ceaseless
cradled itself in hues of violet phosphorescence
laced with cobalt shimmering stars
perpetually whole it nonetheless
sought to know itself

encompassing all that is bubbling over in effervescent ebullience
intertwined with indescribable catastrophic splendor
it shattered into tens of millions of splinters
of eloquent efflorescent light
shining in the night

each splinter heretofore imbued with sempiternal felicity
began to conjure sumptuous dulcet elixirs
furtively seeking out savory emollients
to mollify the pique of separation
plummeting they fell

into monstrous competition seeking demesne they lost the purpose
of gaining awareness and intelligent consciousness
surreptitious estrangement overflowed
deluging them in excruciating agony
thus an epiphany was born

the carving of the beleaguered fragments inked with tremendous pain
created a transfiguration of splinters to crystals
hence enlightenment commenced as the gems
magnetized together constructing a world
where omnipotence shines

the ineffable beauty formed by the reintegration of crystals
far exceeds the original as they dazzle with universal light
bursting from diamonds etched in deep wisdom
flooding the firmament with kaleidoscopic
rainbow strobes cascading the sky

©2016janetaylor

there was the sun.
brighter than anyone could believe,
passionate with its fire.

and the moon.
a sentimental romantic,
with a wild shimmer.

the moon lusted the luminescent brilliance of the day,
the sun fell for the vivacious spark of night,
and soon the two fell deeply in love.

now the sun had a fate,
a generational inevitability,
of an almighty “solar eclipse.”

solicitous about the phase to come,
as the vibrant colors of blood red
occupied their minds

fret none, said the sun,
for i rise and set for you, my dear,
perhaps the “solar eclipse” may not transpire at all.

but it did.
and the moon did nothing but stand in the way,
as the sun relished in the luminescent glory.

and just like any crossing of paths,
the eclipse came to an end,
and they went their separate ways.

The Crimson sunset
Kissing the blazing skyline
A bleeding palette

There once was a man
Who stayed up all night
Fishing for hope at the end of a string.
The man got a bite
And he reeled it in tight
To find the line had broke in the spring.
The night became day
With the Sun's painted display
And he started to head back home.
With a tackle at side
And a pale of dreams dried
Fishing wasn't for him anyway.

Our souls have gone drab and dreary
like the color of a rotten  apple
from sins we've committed in the
defining hours of our *life

Our foul desires intermingle with our souls
like a twining parasite
eating our core
leaving us barren and sore.

They have
An Exclamation Point
how can we beat that.

My mind has been astray
Thinking about pure
Distorted
Faith

Feeling betrayed
The pain
Suffocates
I cry in physical pain

In a dark black array
In darkness
I lay
I believe in nothing
Feel numb

So ******* dumb
Unable to speak
Just wanna freak

Can't feel me
I am out of body
Although my heart
It palpitates
All I can hear
Feel deep inside

I suffer

I know
It may not appear
But that's the sphere

The pain has toughed me
Made sparkling armour
Surround

Nothing touches now
Out of reach
Peaked

Felt the stain
It still remains

It will disappear
With time
Although constantly reminds my mind
Of mankind