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The fury of silence
Is coming to swallow
The roaring winds

I belled the cat
And  the fire
Reveals the starter
And the kindler

Not long
The tales of the fireflies
Will reach the moon
And the tail of the dog
Will cuddle the lion.
 Sep 2022
Carlo C Gomez
an interstellar vacuum
is far from empty,
all the water in the universe
is melted comets,
and it floods all reason.

bloodstar from afar
or Cape Canaveral close,
no astral projection there,
only a cipher in a foreign quadrant
until...teardrops,
big, wet, unsympathetic drops.

hear it now!
the sonic boom of
marooned tourism,
in short shots,
fast cuts,
horizonal eddy currents
ripe with thorns,
like lakes of suspicion,
if God is listening
then this mission is in trouble.

downcycled planet in the wires
and cigarette lighters,
a home without space,
Andromeda chained in sacrifice
to sate the monster,
her punishing beauty
cascading over the peril
that everything in the universe
is recyclable – even you!
 Sep 2022
Sarita Aditya Verma
There is a light of a different kind
In darkness, lit blue lights
A vision it takes to see
The visible through fleeting lights

Alone in groups they stay
Calm and conversant
Ever chanting, rhythmic voices low
Reverberant and slow

Breathless under the unrelenting sea
Through darkness one sees
The pathways in twilight
To Allay and alleviate
Woke to the crimson sky
 Sep 2022
Blue Butterflies
Fallen apples
Fallen trees
I want you here next to me
When the storm begins

The bees kiss the withered roses
The swans swim swiftly through the river rapids
Acorns and chestnuts fall to the ground
Fog and rain all through the day
When the storm begins
I want you here next to me

Great waves transform the shore
The seagulls float and call each other
The boats that left
Have not returned yet.
The sun set, the moon came
But even in the darkness
I can recognize your face.
The storm is beginning
But you are here with me

Your opal eyes, your vintage smile,
Your big rough hands that take mine
I was an old cat that slept too much
But now I'm transformed
And run through the night
By your side

The storm has come
But I know you will stay
Until the end.
nature, love, autumn, sea, storm, night, cat, rain, September, October, December
 Sep 2022
Edmund black
This Life is Beautiful
And yet
This Life is ugly

Most time I can feel both
At the same time

But
When  it feels good
It’s my right
To let it feel good

Live your dream
Live your passion
And
Love hard

You don’t need permission
From nobody
To be happy

So go on
Boys and girls
Have the courage
To allow
The madness to be magical
🌹
Cheers to happiness!!!
E.b
 Sep 2022
SCHEDAR
My soul has lift off,
the slow tempo of
my breath suddenly
boundless

My drums perforate
surrounded by a
universal register of
beats and measures
rolled into a mysterious,
melodic constellation

Dashing across the board
my fingers feverishly frisk
for the keys
of
Mozart, Prokofiev,
Rachmaninoff

With hammers and strings
I scale the sounds
of perfection
while properly perched
in front of
Grandma's Pianola
pretending to be
composed
Childhood memories of my Grandmother's player piano
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