#crystalline
"The most exquisite face wrinkles and droops with age
Roses too must wither, mocking man's desire for any eternal beauty in materiality
Death will destroy the buds of youth, Cataclysms will demolish the grandeurs of this earth
But nothing can destroy the splendor of the astral cosmos"
Many forms, but crystalline perfection;
Mystics pine, on the meaning of raging storms;
In lieu of real connection. We can
Appreciate the beauty that is laid before.
Before our time, and we veer
Without axis, & detached from direction.
Jul 31, 2023
Jul 31, 2023 at 8:28 PM UTC
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Cold mists and paper clips
A minuscule vapour cloud
Covers a story, neatly filed
Streams had dreams
The river knew of
Gently flowed into the bay
Warm water springs
The freezing cold lake
Shares the revelry
A beauty to behold
Damp air and Crystals of salt
Into the pan, white*#
Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 10:43 PM UTC
The lake donned lily pads like brocade. The gossamer blades of grass sparkled with dew that fell like crystalline tears. Diaphanous clouds drifted lazily across a rose painted sky. The ambience of it all caught my breath. With the steady hum of the cicadas mingled with the resonance of the hummingbird perched on the dogwood tree, I was utterly transfixed.
May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 8:23 AM UTC
Between the fibril webs, dripping dew crystalline in the glare,
Yet yonder betwixt the tendrils a bloom doth loom the undergrowth,
Dahlia or ambrosia, neither less evinced,
In excess of apples and worms,
The beauty unlikeness to petal or fruit,
Nor weighed to deflorate by the evergreen.
As a stranger to the forest,
I've run amok the hillside,
And undone the earth with each selfish trudge.
I've littered the trail with the thoughts of my most internal singularity and emerged as legion amidst ancestors before.
Each lesson ringing true, made never to be undone with failure in pretense.
Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 8:22 PM UTC
*At dawn from misty mountains he came.
A thunder from the blue! his name.*
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 3:36 PM UTC
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She sends her love
She sends her love down
into the Mother
that holds her dearly
pressed deep within layers
crystalline veins
become fingers of light
beneath the surface
precious stone
purple points of symmetry
down through darkness so dark
ancient dreams she remembers
She sends Her Heart
Heart Pure
She sends her love
She sends her love down
into the Mother
that holds her dearly
millenniums of rotation
meld together in perfect form
full, round and firm
layers upon layers of
bones, stones n' trees
leaves laden with mud
pressed dense n' deep
beneath the surface
orbs of precious stone
purple points of symmetry
crystalline veins
become fingers of light
tunnels of silver
copper and gold
milleniumms of rotation
meld together in perfect form
full, round and firm
stones trees n' bones
mud laden with leaves
pressed deep n' dense
down through darkness so dark
ancient dreams She remembers
She sends her Heart
Heart Pure
fingers of light
Illuminating
the Warm Core
Beating Heart of the Mother
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 9:18 AM UTC
You're a pale blue crystalline
kissable atoms of structural perfection
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 7:13 PM UTC
*At nightfall, in the midst of silence,
The sky turned,
Into a sheet of gray,
And droplets of rain,
Pleasantly came sprinkling down,
Making tranquil musical sounds,
Appearing to entertain.
Landing upon an adorned bed of roses,
In hues of reds, yellows,
Pinks and whites,
Lightly spreading their delicate petals,
As crystalline beads,
Gently dripped onto the ground,
In a soft melody.*
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 11:06 AM UTC
Each day, my rotten flesh
Is being picked away.
The scabs blossoming
With their rosy red smiles,
So crystalline
And bright.
And as I shed my winter coat,
The sad mass of green goo,
A figure, raw and sick,
Is left behind.
From thick
To thin.
Now ******
And bare,
Somehow this spring breeze
Is more like poisoned air.
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 11:25 PM UTC