Puzzled are my oceans
As to how Phobos fills them like cold rains
While submerged in your galaxies'
Wine well-stored among memories.
They are weary troubled how,
Daunted to even gaze at them now.
For doubt sprung from fragments
Of galaxies' reined luster, now torments.
On what their distant lights state
I faithfully patterned my fate,
As if what to happen they have said,
But why do they seem misread.
Does a thousand light years it take
To reach me and have me awake?
Is it just the supernova of the past
That still holds my trust?
For what really lies there unknown
Are blackholes of stars too late shone.
Ascribing me to circling swarm-
Sapping sanity to my harm.
Tell me you are no blackhole
For I'm no barren ocean you'll fall.
We are both lost in tidal capture
But groping to gain rapture.
I know my oceans set you adrift
But forbid you any dip.
Well, I'm afloat in your galaxies
That don't elevate queries.
Prostrate me by resonant shining,
Break latent conquest we're in.
You'll see their reflected glitter
As I submit to your luster.
Feb 1, 2011
Feb 1, 2011 at 1:42 PM UTC
Puzzled are my oceans
As to how Phobos fills them like cold rains
While submerged in your galaxies'
Wine well-stored among memories.
They are weary troubled how,
Daunted to even gaze at them now.
For doubt sprung from fragments
Of galaxies' reined luster, now torments.
On what their distant lights state
I faithfully patterned my fate,
As if what to happen they have said,
But why do they seem misread.
Does a thousand light years it take
To reach me and have me awake?
Is it just the supernova of the past
That still holds my trust?
For what really lies there unknown
Are blackholes of stars too late shone.
Ascribing me to circling swarm-
Sapping sanity to my harm.
Tell me you are no blackhole
For I'm no barren ocean you'll fall.
We are both lost in tidal capture
But groping to gain rapture.
I know my oceans set you adrift
But forbid you any dip.
Well, I'm afloat in your galaxies
That don't elevate queries.
Prostrate me by resonant shining,
Break latent conquest we're in.
You'll see their reflected glitter
As I submit to your luster.
One of the Poems I wrote for someone November of 2003.
Edited version February 2, 2011
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