#outer
There's a moment when you find,
That the song you've been playing all your life
Fits in just right with someone else
And a whole circle of friends
I used to think we'd play our song together
Always
'Cause it was like we were made to be
The different parts went together
In ways even we couldn't see
And we would be in orbit all together
Forever
We would always sing our song
'Cause that's when you feel the safest
When everybody's playing along
But now our orbits have changed
We drift apart into other spots
And when you started to share your tune
With someone else
It felt like a break of trust
The song broke apart
Until
We realized that other people
Could learn our same song too
And now our song's louder than ever
Just across the galaxy
When you put us all together
Again
I'm sure we'll play till eternity!
Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 9:53 PM UTC
In my heart, there's always been a burning question
Of what mysteries might exist in this time
Maybe a murky planet; a storm without end
Or a dark white fog with a hidden melody
Cave under a crumbling crust lit by a campfire
And two bodies creating ashfall in the space
Between them. I want to explore each space
Finding the answers to every little question
I shoot off in my ship, landing by a campfire
On the beach in eternal storm. Some time
Passes, and I listen to the little melody
Played on a flute in rain. I pray it never ends.
But the world must always find its eventual end
And the sun's blue fire engulfs every bit of space
Before I wake up home again, humming a melody.
I follow it to a planet lit by volcanic fire. I question
its surface integrity, hoping the rocks stay for a time
But they fall and I scream, until I wake up at a campfire
I'm here again, but I shake it off and leave the campfire
A third time. I wonder when this cycle might end
But for now, I fly to two planets, spinning in time
Locked in eternal dance, with not much space
Between them. How does this world work, I question,
But behind it is a darker shape. What is its melody?
The unknown frightens me, but I hear a melody.
Within the twisted vines, is there a campfire?
Why does this place scare me? But my question
Is answered with a roar from behind. My end
Is near as I race through the white endless space
Dodging thorns as I barely escape in time.
But that all happened in a past time.
All the searching for hints of a strange melody
Led me here, to a time no-one knows. And a space
No-one understands. All I have is a small campfire
And my friends around it. Playing our song to the end.
And this all left me with just one final question.
Will my time spent here in space
Playing a simple melody at a campfire
Become the ending of an era of questioning?
Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 9:43 PM UTC
Why did they love Cleopatra’s kohl,
but not the gold that reeked of ore?
Those Pompeii frescoed walls—
a veil of Isis, untouched, unloved.
In their eyes, the rough bark hides the sap;
Helen’s grace shapes destiny, not ruin.
Through every lens, the surface glows—
old mirrors ignored , there cracked reveal too deep
Through us to you, and whole—
beauty never fades,
but it will.
Nov 10, 2025
Nov 10, 2025 at 6:14 AM UTC
Voices in my head have now begun
What are you running from?
These soles hit the pavement stone
I can’t fly so I’ve got to run
Tiramisu moon, submit to the sun
Back In situ soon, issues always come
Observe each other in tactful subjection
Outer body experience, astral projection
I’ll come find you in the clouds
and we can hang out
Of each other
They’ll be no bounds
Days are spent waiting for the night
Only in darkness we can see light
I wanna hijack your mind
We’ve been dreamers all our lives
I need to board your dreamscape
I take sleepers so I can escape
On my pillow is where I feel awake
This dreams starting to take shape
Ice latte moon, like Dante’s fate
Night party tomb, I annunciate!
Observe each other in tactful subjection
Outer body experience, astral projection
I’ll come find you in the clouds
and we can hang out
Of each other
They’ll be no bounds
Days are spent waiting for the night
Only in darkness we can see light
I wanna hijack your mind
We’ve been dreamers all our lives
Baby you’ve got me in a haze
During the days I’m in a daze
I chase you always
Amazed by your dream cascade
That we share on this stage
Baby you’ve got me in a daze
It’s been days since I was awake
I don’t want this dream to ever fade
I’ll come find you in the clouds
and we can hang out
Of each other
They’ll be no bounds
Days are spent waiting for the night
Only in darkness we can see light
I wanna hijack your mind
We’ve been dreamers all our lives
Oct 20, 2025
Oct 20, 2025 at 11:39 AM UTC
Travel too deep
and get ****** dry,
by a psyche, not a logical leap.
Ascension—let it fly.
Personal fragility—
Senses need grounding
by a cup of Earl tea,
the alarm is sounding!
Collapsed social animus,
all the animals attack—
Equanimity—No fuss.
Who really has the facts?
Now just wait a minute,
it is all an illusion.
We are actually infinite.
And heading for fusion.
Sep 19, 2025
Sep 19, 2025 at 10:46 AM UTC
i don't feel like the earth. i don't want to be earth. i am saturn and her rings. i'm the enormity of jupiter. i am venus, never able to be pinned down. i am not the earth, aching and dying slowly.
Jul 3, 2025
Jul 3, 2025 at 7:21 AM UTC
I see it time and time again
that beauty’s made by what is spent.
A beauty that demands a price
with outer glow and inner ice.
And observation seems to tell
it’s only as deep as the well,
for come the day the well runs dry…
such beauty simply waves goodbye.
Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 7:57 PM UTC
Now the feeling is calm:
Melancholy in a good way;
in a dying after living
a robustly fulfilling life sort of way.
A little ahead of the herd;
a little behind eternity.
Isn’t the herd me too?
What’s going on here anymore?
Is anyone winning or losing anymore?
It seems a bit chaotic anymore.
Megalomania is a big word
for a little mind.
What can we be if not kings
and queens of forever?
Why chose to be born a slave?
Why make a world this way anyway?
Who’s punishing who?
Whose mirror do I see?
There’s no one else to watch;
no one to wave back.
No one noticing anything anyway anymore.
You can do anything
cuz nothing even matters anymore.
Aren’t we at the crux of the cusp
of the ending and beginning of time?
Can’t you see the party playing
on the screen in the other room?
Didn’t you hear the great HUM
resound in her belly?
Why am I still writing?
No one is hearing my words.
You are speaking volumes of love
to masses of vast empty oceans.
You are riding on waves of endless clouds
under the expanse of endless unbroken sky.
You are writing for me
and I am speaking only for you.
Jan 18, 2022
Jan 18, 2022 at 11:13 AM UTC
atop the east hills
an outer edge of sun rays
were seen early this morn
Jun 26, 2020
Jun 26, 2020 at 7:39 PM UTC
The prophet ordered
To wish your hand
And get wished your members
To clean up
Your out appearance
As well as your heart
Wish as you perform a pollution
As you will pray before you eat and after
Your member will clean
When you hear someone ill
Tell him to be in
His home and not be out
The ill or sick must not come
Or visit the right and healthy one
To keep the people so cured
If the pest is ascended
At any land
God may keep every land
One must not get at
This causality land
To keep the society sound
And one does not visit
To be safe and right
If one has cured
God prevents every worst
And the cure is not advanced
And he gets dead
With great faith and patient
He will be considered as martyr at the battle
Who fights against the bad enemies
Or he defends his wealth
Or fights to protects his sons
Or his beloved wife
Who carries every smart sense
He will be at best heavens
That is the brief of the prophet tales
May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 12:33 AM UTC
You, you put my heart out, far out, like far out, far further out then the stars in the sky out. Way out,.. out there.... far.. gone
Then my heart was gone, far gone, too far gone, to far gone to see it in the sky because you, you turned out all the stars in the sky out. Now they're all out, out Like a blackout its all black out out because you, you took my heart out far out further than the stars in the sky out blacked out Because you with with my heart out there you blackened every far out star in the sky with my heart.
Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 7:51 AM UTC
In between dreams..
DON'T KNOW WHICH WAY TO GO..
Toward the haze..
OR TOWARD THE BLUE BLAZE..
I chose the haze..
And got lost in a maze..
There were etheric echoes sweeping on through..
Sky trees passed on by like clouds on the move..
From their leaves fell the haze..
A pollen of light flakes..
Its what the dream realm is made out of..
Mind dust and star love..
I wake up and its past 11..
I was in the outer rims of heaven..
Dec 16, 2019
Dec 16, 2019 at 12:53 PM UTC
Martians of stars too
Earthlings far the planet
Moons and stars the ufos sparkle
Worlds of outerspace where aliens
Copyright 2019 Joyce Joadiyce
Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 9:26 PM UTC
selective moods
outer space grooves
universal perspective
limitless dimensions
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 1:28 AM UTC
The paint is flaking and falling off
splotched edges
discoloration
stormy days
weathered years
creaking and leaking
cracking from heating
the physics of aging
and seasons of raging
the terrible toll
they are taking
makes you think this old house
needs replacing.
But listen to the voices
of laughter and loving
hear echoes of weeping
and promise keeping
poems that were spoken
being whole and broken
see the tears that were shed
the glories in bed
sighs and lies
some of them said
inside the house that was home
these many years.
Inside spirit reigns
with angels unchained
where heart and soul
on a journey bold
through seasons of pain
where demons were slain
new life was greeted
death was cheated
souls were enrolled
in miracle courses
treasures discovered
of higher forces.
This old house of seventy six years
holds joys along with fears.
The structure isn’t new
but inside
there is
youth.
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 4:38 PM UTC
you're the center of my galaxy
but i'm just a speck of star
in a sea of many
Feb 1, 2018
Feb 1, 2018 at 8:59 AM UTC
Have you ever been
Encaptured by the stars?
Have you ever wanted
To fly away to Mars?
Have you ever wanted
To exist in Outer Space?
But not to exist
Within our space.
Have you ever wanted
To fly up, up so high?
Because the high down on Earth
Is really just a lie.
Have you ever wanted
To land upon a Sun?
Though you know that you’d burn,
Before you got to touch one.
Have you ever wanted
To travel to a far away place?
Well, what farther is there
Than this vast land we call
“Space”
Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 2:40 PM UTC
to me,
you’re the center of my galaxy
the sun whom all the planet orbiting around
the main key to every warmth.
and then there is me,
one invisible asteroid floating
in the sea of darkness
had enough of wishing to see you up close
care about nothing but the sun’s happiness
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 7:08 AM UTC
You were beautiful
Inside and outside..
But when I know the real you
You're beautiful only the outside..
Nov 30, 2017
Nov 30, 2017 at 2:04 PM UTC