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Jul 2020 taurus

Ouroboros

Jul 2020 taurus

Ciel Noir

there  ✧  is  ✧  a  ✧  star
will sleep until             it is destroyed
what we are                          and spills out life
       where our essence                                    into the void
      become a part of the sky                   and what wise hand
      you and I                                                             may fabricate
moons and planets                                           the many things
melting out into the night                                     that it creates
      incandescent searing light                          moons and planets
till the Sun begins to turn                               stone and metal
burn whatever they can burn                           running water
until only monsters remain                            flower petals
     and up the chain                                       moving round
  on and on                                   by their own power
      to eat the bees                                    little bees
       little birds                 to eat the flowers
singing sweetly in the trees

Jul 2020 taurus

Moon

Jul 2020 taurus

Unpolished Ink

Moon

Bright moon is shining
A curious night watchman
For the sleeping sun

#sun #moon #day #night

Jul 2020 taurus

Blaze of Glory

Jul 2020 taurus

Carla

Blaze of Glory

Could have been me,
All I can see,
Is a land of free,
Or so we believe.

I don't care for power,
Turning faces of sour,
Into those that devour,
All traces of a coward.

Of all the shame,
It's all the same,
The day came,
To know my name.

It's a fogging haze,
No, not a phase,
I seek thy praise,
Glory set ablaze.

Jul 2020 taurus

Bleed

Jul 2020 taurus

Loveless

Bleed

And over time,
My pen stopped bleeding
But my heart didn't

#bleed

Jul 2020 taurus

what are you made of?

Jul 2020 taurus

Meera

what are you made of?

you inhale tragedies
and exhale poetry

From where do you get your perseverance?

Jul 2020 taurus

To an unread poet.

Jul 2020 taurus

David Lessard

To an unread poet.

I used to read your poems
but lately you don't write
you're silent and aloof
you know that isn't right.
You can't close a door once opened
you can't abolish all your dreams
you're a poet of the heart
mustn't fall apart at the seams.
Say what you can in words
they speak the message true
spoken from the heart
the poems will see you through.
A hermit's not your style
a recluse, you are not
never give up writing
of things that you've been taught.
I used to read your poems
I'd read them once again
if you would send them out
(this one's from a poet friend)

Jul 2020 taurus

Edge

Jul 2020 taurus

Serendipity

Edge

I sit on the edge of the world
where the sea meets the galaxy
and the water
begins to float.

I no longer think
of where I am
or where I am going to be
or where I was.

I am here
where the sky
is on fire.

#edge #galaxy #sky #fire

Jul 2020 taurus

Desert Meditation

Jul 2020 taurus

William Bratton

Desert Meditation

Contemplating a desert flower
As she rises at the break of day
Invigorated by nocturnal repose
Nodding gracefully to the dawning sun
And warmly welcoming its rays
as they envelop her fullness
Dry in the drought of a barren land
But relishing every drop to be had
Exuberantly alone
Untroubled in her torrid abode
No trace of lamentation
No yearning for a shaded garden
Serenely expressing her beauty
by being all she is
and was ever meant to be
Blossoming nowhere
Belonging to no-one
Bound by nothing
Rejoicing in her essence
Within the oneness of creation

Oct 2019 taurus

red lipstick

Oct 2019 taurus

eli

red lipstick

today,
i wore it again
and people complimented me
they say red is my color
and it suits me.

today,
it's too thick and dark
did i overapply
no, it's the right amount
just enough
to make them think
i'm fine.

today,
i look at myself
in the mirror,
and they're right
red shines on me,
so i applied
another layer,
and another
until my lips felt too thick,
but my eyes still see
the scars beneath it.

#philippines

Oct 2019 taurus

A Long Time

Oct 2019 taurus

John Niederbuhl

A Long Time

One morning at sunrise,
I walked the beach
Looking for shells.

High on the bank,
Where no wave could reach,
An old man watched intently.

After a while
He gestured with his hand,
Calling me to him.

"You have many lives to live,"
He said (in a strange accent)
As he picked up a handful of sand
And let it run back to the ground
Through his fingers.

"That's a lot of lives", I said,
Watching the last of it fall
And trying not to look afraid.

"Not the sand in my hand," he said,
"The sand on the beach."
He extended his arms,
Raised his eyes,
Then vanished
Before I could speak.

Based on a dream

#the #universe