#luminosity
Under the brush strokes of daylight,
the sky pretends to be empty.
It wears blue like a polite mask.
But once the sun loosens its grip
and sinks its molten flairs into the sea,
the true architecture reveals itself
an enormous, breathing vault stitched with shy embers.
They are not brazen, these stars.
They do not behave like the poppies
flinging red across green fields.
They are more reserved than parrots,
more patient than moss
threading tree bark in quiet green persistence.
They flicker as if unsure
whether to confess their existence.
Feb 16
Feb 16, 2026 at 9:21 AM UTC
To forgive the unforgivable
To carry on as if nothing's wrong
Though you have too much on your mind
And a mountain on each shoulder
To push through the storm
Because you know the calm is waiting
Like a creature of nature who hibernates during the long and cold winter months
Until the warmth of the sun is felt
The ice slowly decays
Invisibly cocoon yourself from all that is around you
And know that better is to come
Better is on its way
Pay no attention to the shadows
For that is what they are ... Mere shadows
The more you look at them ... The taller they grow
Cast luminosity and it shall terminate their existence
For the dark can not exist in the light
But the light of Love will banish all darkness
May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 4:51 AM UTC
Answers float,
never heard, never seen.
Outside the boat
where no man has been.
They wait for a question
to hook them aboard.
Unless asked with intention,
they will always be ignored.
So begin the quest
of childlike curiosity.
The truth will impress,
giving new luminosity.
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 1:52 AM UTC
Liquid luminosity ejected upon the translucent
unoccupied remnants of what lingered
before it, slithering unto the restrained echoes
oxidizing its reach as all was ash in its grasp.
Dimness could be seen lingering aloft and saw
the violation it was perpetrating on the innocence
of obscurity below luminosity was eager to assert
even in a time of its slumber it transgresses outwards.
So the dimness that saw its brethren's plight did venture
in vapoured lingering and more came to the calling and
before long the moons gaze slowly became a figment
of it yearning, wanting to bleed the night into a florescent haze.
The stars were bathed in a void of silence and all that permeated
before was held to account, and so the moon shone upon a
blanket of unyielding fortitude to keep its time of obscurity
safe from the prying moon and it slumbered once again in peace.
Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 9:56 AM UTC
I got so used to the rain
that inevitably accompanied
a low-hung head;
irrevocably poured through
a foggy mind;
out my bloodshot eyes
you were so unanticipated;
I even grew to like the rain, or
perhaps I too easily trusted that
reassurance in a
feeling of
being
but now I find it in sunshine.
in you,
I've unraveled resolution;
contentment;
Life
though I still
tremble through trepidation and
am stricken by amaurosis,
I absorb your luminosity,
& darling,
you're the brightest thing I've ever seen;
you're my sun
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 12:29 AM UTC