#sheer
excitement of days, Spring for budding babies
leaf and flower from hidden rooted seeds
sheer delight of living, beauty undeniable
great mystery upon mystery within mystery
a mind to work and a heart to love madly.
Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 10:29 AM UTC
Astra memories play forth in my head.
Star showers create endless wishes.
Plasmoid cycle their cosmic colors.
Seraphic tones turn into ethereal melodies.
Celestial trails in the dark wilderness.
Empyrean trees drop their light leaves.
Transcendental visuals of the night heavens.
Diaphanous veils of tranquilly allow my eyes to see.
Sheer emotion alloy.
Paradisiacal vessel of the expanding universe.
Expedition of endless wonder.
Fathomless destinations to reach.
Jan 10, 2025
Jan 10, 2025 at 10:54 AM UTC
All I believe in
Is that no one
Knows anything
I believe in
Sheer ignorance
Anybody that
Claims to know
Something
It's like
"How could you?"
We're clueless
Jul 25, 2022
Jul 25, 2022 at 5:55 PM UTC
in other worlds..." he corrected himself -
"The being in constant astonishment in other worlds - words, dies. Starves from too much food."
TOO MUCH ASTONISHMENT.
such astonishment to be unlearned in the meeting of two friends on a bench,
the opening of curtains to a blue-gold sky
the sheer pleasure of creating a world -
(word?)
- and a person and a FEELING
from a black-inked nib and a white scratched page
THIS IS THE FATE OF THE WATCHER
trapped alone in astonishment, a seer
Cassandra of ordinary happenings.
look at the living that is being LIVED!
- and never believed.
Nov 8, 2020
Nov 8, 2020 at 4:25 PM UTC
Words are forms of vibrational starts
Pure white light increases
Downward I feel healing
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 12:09 AM UTC
Shall I..
This is my moment..
Apple crispiness..juicy sweet.
I'm feeling vulnerable. way down to my feet.
Shall I..
I'm so dang vulnerable...Something fluffy to behold.
Soft plushable..
I'm gonna melt richly fulfilling someone's precious soul.
Shall I...
If I walk into your galaxy.. look into you deeply..
Search you intensely..
Do you take it personelly.
What's in your universe..
Will what I find be just rehearsed.
Uncovering Your galaxy..
Will it be welcoming to me.
Stepping away from poetry..
run away with me..
Shall I..
With you spread my wings and fly.
Like chewing spearmint gum.
Minty fresh.
Popping Bubbles..
secrets in my chest.
Glowing cause I'm at my best.
Are your skies friendly..
Are your intentions sacred given purely.
Like diamonds treasuring me favorably.
Will You!
Be vulnerable with me oh gentle you.
Trust me to be what you should pursue.
Take my heaven its something new.
Creative awaiting you.
Now..
Will You......................!
selinasharday rose..S.A.M 2018
Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 5:43 PM UTC
S I found myself on a sheer rock face of desperate desire.
H Holding on to her presence, in the danger of my devotion.
E But I lost my grip. I missed a step
and my heart skipped a beat.
E Then she was gone...
R And I was loose! Plunging, caught by a force of nature.
R White noise filled my ears and dread filled my heart.
O In a primal panic, a terrible cry shattered the blackened sky.
C Her face faded away and I was left reaching for a line --
K Trying to avoid the rocks below.
F I tried to find some way back up the mountain.
A I clutched for the breath in my lungs,
C The breath that was there before I fell;
E That moment skipped over,
F When I lost my grip and you were gone.
A I carry the pain inside, searching for release.
L But life goes on and on, day by day.
L Outside, I am quiet, I hold a steady gaze.
L But inside, the scars grind like metal on metal,
O Between a rock and a hard place,
V Until the edge within becomes razor cold.
E Like a steely blade inside a silken sheath,
H The knife buried beneath, poised to draw blood,
O When the balance is tipped, the pressure too much.
P Will I crash on jagged agony below or will I let go the dagger,
E To reclaim the climb? To reach again and find her face, aloft...
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 10:39 PM UTC
The mirror dent, my reflection cracked in several
ways, wallowing in wonder whether mortality is my faith.
My eyes
marry clocks
and drift away
with time, to lands of broken hour glasses.
Where eternity invites the reaper to shape short destinies.
Fears smear
amongst peers,
many phobias
being but one
clear path
death is near.
Life is dear
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 8:13 AM UTC
I always wonder if I am ever going to be reminded
or forgotten between those beautiful leafs
maybe someday we'll all forgot everything
everything that seems important today
will be useless and irrelevant
my ribs hurts
as much as that afternoon
when you said you felt so blue
*"you just can't stop thinking about it
you can't help your selfishness
you can't stop shattering this love
but I know someday we'll be colliding ourselves
into each other's paths"*
now I'm full of bashfulness
feeling so small
I'd like to take you back
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 4:14 AM UTC