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Olivia Frederick Oct 2014
One, two, three.
I am stopping here,
But only to catch my breath.
Tear, rip, peel.
This is my transition

From getting
To giving. I
Am reflective of what you
Bequeath to me.
You are my Sirius.
for my dad
9/26/2013
Part I

All at once the light was blinding,
and he said, "Come forth and be saved"
"What is this place?" the man asked.
"You are to be judged for your sins."
"who shall judge me?" the man asked. "who here in this place of light?"
"The Almighty one, your god."
"I have no god, priest." the man spoke, "is it to be hell then?"
"god does not **** anyone, he forgives all."
"what is your purpose?" angrily the man asked. " the breeze through the trees has purpose, the oceans have drive."
the man paused letting the priest reflect on his comments.
"what is your purpose?" the man asked the priest.
"I welcome all new souls to this place, here they await passage through these gates."
"So i died then, dead, how did it happen?"
"your heart stopped beating while you were eating your breakfast.
you were dead before you finished your toast." The priest spoke with a sly smile.
" I have no memory of such a thing, a trick, a joke.
this place is a fabrication in a dream, any moment i will awake in my room or a slumber in my chair or bed"
Moments passed and the priest said nothing, he just stood and watched the man, studied him.
"time is infinite here, you ask all the questions you have. thats why i am here. to help you understand." the priest spoke.
" memories, i have no memories, why can i not remember anything from my life?"
"once you pass through these gates, you will attain all your memories."
"then what difference does all this make, if i will be admitted into this heaven, all my questions are in vein."
The priest confused, spoke, "all your questions are to help you understand, where you are and what has happened to you."
the priest walked back and forth studying his hands with a sly smile.
" why do you smile, priest?" angry once again the man spoke.
"I smile because i know of gods love."
"if your god is so divine, why the slaughter, why the pain, the killing, all in his name. are we puppets, with no real control of our lives.
will we come to this heaven regardless of how we live our lives.
I'm not a man of faith, faith is for those who fear god, not welcome him."
"all he ask's is that you believe in him, thats it, nothing more." the priest opened his arms as if to offer love.
"I do not want his love, I do not want anything. I led a good life on earth, if my time was up, then so be it.
I did not want to move on to this place. I wanted my soul to join the thousands of others, oblivious to its plight."
Angrily the man pointed a finger at the priest, "not everyone wants to go to heaven!"
~ ~
O,  la  Luna,  O,
Thee ...Grande  Celestial
Body, Come Hope, please, Do
Not harm Us ~ Hopeful Earthlings,
~ ~   A Sun rays were given through Blissful  ~  ~
Splendor of a Reflective Lunar Beauty;
A Magnifieing  Great  Albedo Touch
Soften's us within our' Cores,
Extraordinarilly ~ Now,
Shall  Be  Praised

~ ~
~ ~ ~
Imagined  by 
 Impeccable  Space  
Poetic  Love
~ ~ ~
like  dont  love  make  man  life  priest  time  soul  know  just­  thats  fear say  eyes  place  way  light  want  god  evil  does  lie  live  h­ate  open thought  tell  lives  listen  great  memory  spoke  deep  words  ­night earth  pain  told  head  broken  sister  away  sky  lust  leave  ­hands  smile close  dark  lost  bed  theres  end  messes  doubt  memories  mor­ning mountain  wont  purpose  souls  think  breaths  heart  boy  twin ­ day silly  bleeding  lies  im  mouth  flesh  world  self  asked  trie­d  chance understand  face  really  cause  truth  faith  things  body  burn­  kids shadows  says  bodies  wall  circle  ground  true  floor  skin  s­imple  gods children  fall  clean  lovelust  believe  eye  laugh  demon  bett­er  die forever  path  questions  late  guess  coin  help  room  ive  ask­  left heaven  fears  yes  create  short  control  voice  long  torture ­ met welcome  rip  brain  thing  hell  touch  disgusted  bitter  piece­  skies gone  lose  turning  knows  fate  forgive  human  making  humans ­ afraid infinite  sly  drive  liked  clear  switch  died  peace  begin  s­laughter  wait forth  oh  accept  forgotten  spark  ones  makes  today  minutes ­ return angel  moments  imagination  matter  walked  good  old  pass  sha­ll tortured  limb  wears  flashlight  dead  vengeance  nature  passe­d  filled road  rambling  pie  denied  line  angrily  hunger  havent  passa­ge  feel breathing  past  friends  slowly  try  hear  fight  doesnt  havoc­  talent knock  searching  poems  stain  ears  release  selves  taste  cov­er  moon speak  tongue  rumble  wouldnt  free  trick  relationships  sense­  started gates  born  rumbled  morlis  poem  losing  cameras  goodbye  bli­ssful longer  tightly  curse  death  regard  rotten  starving  gold  fl­ipped young  sees  invite  apathy  killed  cast  lot  dies  brother  pr­ogress  weak  alive tossed  rock  magazines  trees  black  passes  backs  alright  re­ap  shell lasts  desires  albedo  admitted  *******  simpler  toast  regar­dless person  faithful  instead  character  moved  conversations  flutt­ered  murdered  fights  grow  darkness  silent  meaning  dew  off­er  climb claim  rainy  almighty  fade  pleasure  power  pretending  bury  ­wanted supposed  thoughts  participating  story  missing  trusty  need  ­blisters  slumber  people  bet  humble  fearful  sins  shame  dea­l  fast  look profound  got  bow  innocent  blame  dim  flip  biting  learns  l­ungs crashed  run  unbroken  written  horizon  little  ****  tree  pau­sed moment  flows  beating  randomness  delights  faultless  tall  pa­ges jumps  wonder  tear  social  began  animals  doubted  unquenchabl­e wounds  nice  watch  attack  guerrilla  bring  despot  hurt  loud­  goes resting  cow  *******  deeper  crying  brothers  pulled  window ­ prowl sioux  hubris  capture  heat  cold  stop  low  writhing  happy  c­hilds reveal  finger  years  pools  stupidity  turn  second  drop  plan­et difference  whisper  stuck  flicker  kg  walls  car  cruel  commu­nity  led page  killing  jeans  crap  bandaging  frees  victim  falls  appl­e  chair tough  bunch  choice  watching  torn  anger  wise  desire  false ­ final forced  bounds  bakery  thousands  hours  used  cope  breath  def­eat frightful  nightfall  fateful  tripe  faces  easier  gown  dream ­ pull snatched  punished  falling  curious  congested  lights  burns  d­rives  ill ****  forgives  hand  cruelty  allie  rant  copes  naked  youthis­  fuss structured  exterior  break  despise  sit  question  closing  sis­ters  right dragged  came  arms  created  obscene  advantage  structure  blas­t ringing  fires  happen  vein  lived  wants  rained  nose  join  s­lices  knew listener  hold  far  fog  skye  shut  wanting  destroy  spot  cor­rupt  negate tells  defines  reply  hair  proud  obviously  moaning  wash  tra­gedy summoned  future  distance  telescopic  filth  hoofs  adjusted  l­earn write  high  weve  selfthin  rites  contact  ribs  devour  mounta­ins  haze scared  pleasures  reflect  hurry  wet  journey  exists  comments­  bullet shadow  ****  driven  pointed  ******  heavy  stood  breeze approaching  desperate  torch  fullest  dreams  bullets  plight  ­weeds fills tested  hearts  packages  borrowed  chose  experiences  similar  ­select  warn  flourishes  seas  scarred  mother  support  oceans ­ universe protect  chest  devices  itdidntmatter  hollow  fervor  ****  dri­vel  birth asks  shotguns  sight  bee  bath  climbed  snow  freedom  ignore ­ suns shriek  tumbling  kind  riot  survival  buying  waiting  patientl­y  finished manwoman  procreate  painsufferingloss  lilly  rain  vain  shadow­less minds  girlfriend  zone  mechanized  flame  bridge  unhappy  star­s thousand  finalizing  contribute  mark  leaves  age  village  smi­led  dog flick  confused  lock  door  counterparts  demands  steak  felt  ­shared monsters  angry  loss  hope  stopped  wheres  enemies  temple  ab­yss hawk  smiles  compels  bold  tired  load  seconds  youthful  heed­  killers puppets  fabrication  peels  missed  grace  scream  flew  languag­e generation  neat  spy  joke  saved  scorched  golden  delicate  r­each  split girl  key  ashes  await  judged  fools  rewards  mean  gear  town­  small maladjusted  real  stone  tries  opened  meanness  remember  flow­er clue  heaving  website  meager  spider  promises  whats  sea  att­ain  wind bacon  forget  mist  clouds  studied  layer  shout  divine  watch­ed  brings plane  paradise  half  song  burning  kid  turned  dumb  calls  w­ork disconnected  magic  pan  wish  bird  blinding  fresh  grasp  scr­ub moves catch  jealousy  hated  eating  everyday  remembered  annoying cracked  outpost  ****  happened  haunting  awake  tricked  steep­  hole judge  amor  oblivious  deny  wards  days  isnt  bad  feast  cram­med 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(c) Isaac C. Thornhill
RKM Jul 2011
Nigredo
Crawl to your calignous cave, where
The carbon walls will encroach your gray matter.
Choke on the ebb of your gnarled reason. Left imploring,
You will breathe the expanse, planets will taunt you.
Negligible, your ego will dissipate,
For you do not matter, are not matter, will not matter.
You will take the cathartic dragon,
Purge the soot from its gaping nostrils.
Shadows will multiply and thunder your eyeballs
Quick silver tears will swarm your porcelain peel.
So below, As above.


Albedo
I erupted from my candescent pool, where
The ivory baubles pirouetted in the cerulean sky,
Stimulated faith, insanity, rhapsody.
My unblemished chalk fingertips traced star-letters,
“I do mind, am mind, will mind.”
Bathing in this serene elation,
I released the congested swallows,
Scattered feathers upon the wasteland.
As above, So below.


Rubedo**
Soon will be a crippling inundation of crimson diamonds,
That will shred and tear her dusty membrane,
Waning shards will slowly clear and stitches will surface.
Recognition will ignite from her shadows and
Golden love will germinate in the sandy dunes.
Leaves will gather to crunch her toes.
The vitality queen will reign from her throne,
Encrusted with life, stone in hand,
So above, As below.
Every evening, she slips over my world
effortlessly extinguishing the light of day
yet illuminating so very much-
Night is upon us.
Her touch and cool breath soothe the pains of life.
The silver albedo of the moon throws waves of pale light
which break and crash on all we are and perceive:

Night and I lay together on the grass
looking up at millions of years ago

She leans over to me as if to kiss me on the cheek
and my eyelids become heavy
and will no longer tolerate my futile resistance.

I drift to sleep for what I swear is but a second
then startle awake in cold sweat and fervid confusion to find
that she has gone. Now it is morning.
She left no trace behind save for the chill still in flight
O, how I long for our rendezvous tonight.
This poem is from over a year ago, I just decided I oughtta upload and share it.
Over the terra umbra belt of the western plowlands
Fog intense esplanades separate-
vital pasture from albedo creekside
Diesel motors varnish the misty sunlight-
divide
Hereford cattle demand the cucumber green
lowlands
Morgan hillsides carry eastbound into
the coming day
Copyright April6 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
County seat, of Mason County, Washington,
United States Westernmost city on Puget Sound
above ground sans tectonic plates Population 9,834
per 2010 census end result from biological mates
maintains commission form of government
drafted by mandates.

Shelton served by small steamboats
comprising Puget Sound Mosquito Fleet
Old Settler, Irene, Willie, City of Shelton,
Marian, Clara Brown, & S.G. Simpson
logging, farming, dairying, ranching

& oyster cultivation for populace to eat
Simpson Timber Company mill on
Puget Sound's Oakland Bay over yon
dominates landscape of the downtown area
as essential heart beat Shelton identifies
the "Christmas Tree Capital" sold by the ton.

47°12′49″N 123°6′22″W (47.213702, -123.106088)
coordinate bench mark
total area of 5.9 square miles (15 km2),
of which 5.6 square miles (15 km2) land
0.3 square miles (0.78 km2) (5.60%)

water laps with an occasional errant shark
in a pinch captured, processed and canned
a delicacy that fin de siecle bony illegal
***** fined by the oceanic arc.

well nigh two decades in the past
this poet trekked across America
beginning in a place called Gap
Pennsylvania  - where stockpile
of Amish goodies barely did last

and vanished in a gingerly snap
of fingers, which necessitated
sustenance when van fueled i.e. gassed
up while myself or other driver stole short nap

seduced to sleep by syncopated tires
as highway miles passed inching closer
to youngest sister via this linear transcontinental lap
destination Seattle Washington indigenous
iconic statue cast.

Ronald Strickland a fine companion
Boone storyteller to boot about my age then
(five decades plus two), him trying to rake
in loot by writing about his travels, yet
unpretentious and no square at root

perhaps one day, I will surprise him
with a call and give him a toot
though on might deign to bellow
while atop the snow capped Mount Rainier

Taking in the august magic crystalline beauty
all year round:
 
whereat snowfall etches silhouette once dusk shed daylight
sketching in natural bas relief ascension from horizon
to heavenly height albedo effect from glistening snow light
luminescence transforming night into blinding sight
from pure flakes of incandescent white.
Brae Feb 2021
like the tide, i will not hush
when your gravity
brings me to tow;

if my facets in movement
blinker too brightly
then like the tide

i feebly reflect
but your own
blinding albedo.
Sinister glacial dissolution verge
huge jagged icebergs reverberate
nature extemporizing mock sinister
debacle, sans bot mot, braggadocio,

rodomontade, et cetera distinct, ear splitting,
fractal heaving snap, crackle and pop,
cacophonously fabulous, incredulously
humongous, and thunderously voluminous

cleanly cut, and/or jaggedly serrated,
sheared into brittle spears whence
huge packed floes crash into sea
possibly loosing significant tidal wave

irrefutably, evidently and directly linkedin
with global warming, and greenhouse effect
removed at safe distance within my man
cave burrow, which doubles daily asthma

fall out shelter (ideally scrutinizing human
kind imprimatur seated facing an array
of sophisticated computer modules)
such albedo blinding, igloo jettisoning,

and veto wanting phenomena will induce
one to become slack-jawed at ice escapades
exploits of gigantic iceberg expanses
(some the size of Rhode Island)

eerily fascinating, grimly haunting,
yet inherently jarring since such dissent
against he incursion evoked via humankind
invariably spell terrestrially grammatically,

environmentally, and climatologically
dread locked hair raising drama scientist
worth his/her salt could hedge bet against,
asper predicting dire consequences

survival of thee primate perhaps once
exclusive fictional terrain, and silly
raconteur fabrication of keen
imaginative grade school pupil,

which undeniable, lamentable, and
irrefutable data imposes gamut of
meteorological scenarios, none
bode optimal for the human race

as well other innocent flora and fauna
particularly latter plenti full species
directly, whose IdentityGuard under
mined when an I opening illusion

inimitable influx, and inescapable increase
turns out to be no trickery prestidigitation,
loopy hallucination or daddy long legs action
to entertain claque of eager amusing children

who, when said hypothetical boys and girls
reach adulthood will live in World Wide Web
bereft of animal and plant diversity
whereby major metropolitan areas

uninhabitable, though arctic vortex
subjected lands once impounded with miles
thick slabs of frozen water might offer
temperate boot ness esse sea re: loch haven

though at this schlepping shoulder shrug
(physically and chronologically) all odds
viz zit ting future generations only suitable
within the realm of rumination, speculation,
and tantalization.
After descent of eventide
luminescence of freshly fallen snow
still illuminates the terrestrial firma bright
even upon the onset of dusk,
when dark shadows
betoken the edge of night
analogously herald outer limits
invoking intimations of the twilight zone,
which visibility amplified
with appearance of full moon
accentuating brilliant blinding white
across the bucolic expanse.

No matter familiarization
with precipitation falling to Earth
as ice crystallization,
nevertheless a child like mirth
bubbles up inside of me,
the shear beauty worth
more than words can spell.

These transitional bifocals I wear
become naturally tinted
(upon exposure to radiance)
courtesy law of reflection
which states that, on reflection
from a smooth surface,
the angle of the reflected ray
equals the angle of the incident ray
essentially darkening material
comprising lenses for glasses,
which constituent chemicals for lenses
come in four types of plastic:
polyethylene, Trivex, polycarbonate,
high-index polymers, and glass.

After looking away
from brilliantly shimmering raiment
displaying full regalia donned
courtesy the nearest solar body,
one might see dark spots or patches
within field of vision,
which ocular entities called afterimages.

Afterimages happen because
the cells in your eyes that help you see,
called photoreceptor cells,
get tired from the bright light.

There are two types of these cells: cones and rods.

Though myopic, I still marvel
and feel blessed at ability
to experience capability,
no matter nearsightedness
insync with color vision deficiency (CVD)
diminishes fullest breadth and scope
to see with perfect
(meaning 20/20) vision
ever since a wee lad
way back in second grade
nearsightedness became quite evident

and difficult to ignore
forsooth in while deep in the womb
visionary genesis made
with slight inability
unable to distinguish
one or more chromatic colors
also in the chromosomal store
and so-called “floaters”
like my own private kaleidoscope
played tag across field of view

in the process concentration wore
out ability to attune other senses
to lend even a shade
now as an older fellow,
who dons bifocals with pride
eligible by optometrist/ophthalmologist
to undergo laser surgery
to shine on (me) lens
and render spectacles superfluous
as necessary guide
once anonymous philanthropist pens

adequate check for costly procedure,
whereby ocular weakness to hide,
whence ability to see keen as a hawk
with zoom empowered by tens
meanwhile this wayward fellow
will pilgrimage to the oracle of Delphi
hoping the priestess can deliver
like some divine
miracle worker for near blind
and if prayer
(to be free of glasses answered)

will become prophet
(written on subway walls) well nigh
and wordsmith will no longer
make spectacle of himself,
additionally no longer at the mercy
per groping in the dark
for misplaced eyewear to find
able to discern celestial objects
far away in the sky
which cosmic phenomena
t’will hypnotize this inquisitive mind.
Dire straits necessitated
yours truly to bethink
outside the box (literally outdoors
of squarish structured nested dwelling),
where blinding albedo effect
forced me to blink,
additionally also ruffled tail feathers

of this sole surviving male bobolink
(North American songbird,
Dolichonyx oryzivorus)
pushing survival species
to extinction brink,
thus series of unfortunate events
woke resident chewink
(North American bird,

Pipilo erythrophthalmus
also called: towhee
or ground-robin),
tweeted from within
his cozy armoire *****
polar vortex froze habitat,
whereby arctic wind found
brushy areas to clink

unwittingly brambles ferocious
waving circular rotation
wrought minuscule countersink
eh, no bigger than a cufflink
his ornate bejeweled complex edifice
compliments of sizable income
allowed, enabled, and provided
opportunity in tandem

with significant other
to create acronym named ****
(dual income without kid)
acquiring handsome combined income
rendering and selling stylized goldfinch
also known as distelfink
common motif in
hex signs and fraktur,

which interpretive native folk art
eye state meaningless
without rhyme nor reason,
superfluous gibberish by George,
and/or...well... courtesy
following more purposeless gobbledygook
defying poetaster to incorporate doublethink
intelligently nsync with downlink

playfully, jauntily, and deliberately
creating confounding badinage eyewink
at thee, no doubt many
an anonymous innocent
reader calling me ratfink
under their breath or more
colorful brutal appellation
inducing cheeks of unknown followers
turning fifty plus shades of firepink

moost definitely concurring gink
perfectly apropos description
concluded individually versus
collectively, quickly, and
unanimously i.e. (think) groupthink
I approve this entire message, which
most likely tinders pet peeve,
concluding GoDaddy liberally did hoodwink.
Doth strongly waft, sting,
and nauseate about me
olfactory nose flying zone
bombarding cilia of
nasal passageway analogous
to displeasure wrought by

crashing, deafening, exploding,
ear splitting xylophone,
also synonymous isolated like
barenaked lady within
remote location of Lake Woebegone,
voluntarily forced to bathe

in brutally cold
mountain waters oxbow lake
vaguely resembling out
size topographical wishbone
rescue unlikely since
bajillion miles from radio tower,

thus state of the art
electronically sophisticated videophone
good as worthless resignation,
sans fate linkedin tubby
mother nature's cryogenic specimen
more'n murmuring undertone,

where huge Arctic glacier overshadows
infinitesimally microscopic human,
one speck kin zee ditched
**** sapien subsumed
under superfluous tombstone
as frozen fountain head,

where Atlas shrugged,
nonetheless incongruous yen
to purge mine offensive odor,
where civilization footprint
sole lee mine alone in wilderness
thus farcical reason (without rhyme),

atypical, farcical, and poetical title,
yours truly didst stirrup and spur
inexplicable search for soapstone,
yet prospect to don measly frame
without gay apparel

(beastie boy bit figurative bullet,
and buttressed body in buff)
immediately augmented primal scream
to trumpet heebeegeebees
(teeth chattering yodeling
rendition re: stayin alive)

from this Rhinestone
survivalist cowboy wannabe,
began feeling comfortably numb,
and immediately prone
to become human popsicle,
especially when sub zero temperature

immediately froze water splashed skin
(like glassy sheet of ice)
glancing viz albedo effect
as blindingly white
snow capped mountains outshone
albino crags, offering

absolute zero, yes none
reassurance with insulated moonstone
sleeping bag useful
as yolked with lodestone
around neck - slow death by
freezing this knucklebone,

who sought cleanliness,
(and panacea to immortality)
joining exclusive polar bear club
(Ursus Maritimus very selective,
and only chose me) even
at expense of more'n

just frozen jawbone
plus Jack frost bitten cockles turned
deep purple as inkstone
used to write re: scrawl epitaph
on icicle glommed headstone.
Bob B Dec 2019
When we last visited Santa,
A sign on which was written "For Sale"
Hung from a post on his property.
It's hanging there still from a rusty nail.

Santa shuffled out to greet us.
Conditions have been taking a toll
On Santa, for it is obvious that
Things aren't going so well at the Pole.

"Welcome back," said Santa, wiping
A little tear from the edge of his eye.
"I wish I could say that things were improving.
Alas, they're not," he said with a sigh.

"The Arctic is warming at such a fast rate!
Believe you me, it's very alarming.
Don't people care about
The habitats that humans are harming?

"Upsetting the balance of nature is having
Disastrous consequences, for now
We are at a tipping point.
How much more will we allow?

"Melting sea ice is making it hard
For animals who need it to thrive.
Polar bears and walruses
Are finding it hard to stay alive.

"A lot of snow and ice up here
Is badly needed to reflect
The sun's energy back into space.
Now we have the albedo effect:

"Water and rock both absorb
Heat from the rays of the sun, which will
Cause even more ice to melt,
Making the earth warmer still!

"Many animals face starvation,
Animals such as reindeer that graze.
As we observe the Greenland ice
Sheet melt, expect bleaker days.

"With the thawing of more terrestrial
Permafrost, methane's released
Into our earth's atmosphere.
Our problems once again are increased.

"I hate to be a buzz ****," he added.
"But my cheerful '**, **, **!'
Is turning into a dire warning--
Now it's more of a 'Whoa, whoa, whoa!'

"No one wants this property,
Other than polluters and drillers.
But I refuse to sell to climate
Change deniers or habitat killers."

Mrs. Santa called from the house.
"The missus needs me," he said. "So long.
Tell everyone that Santa needs
A climate change Christmas song."

With that, he turned and left us standing,
Baffled, bewildered, sad, distraught.
Some folks might be fooled by deniers,
But one thing's for certain: Santa's not.

-by Bob B (12-10-19)
I looked outside the bedroom window
here at B44 Highland Manor Apartments
today March 13th, 2022 low and behold
took stock of soundless grounded sideshow.

Barenaked lady, i.e. mother earth
partially sloughed off
excess weight around her girth
her downy soft negligee.

Where once ground
enshrouded in lily white
courtesy albedo effect nature
evinced twilight
no matter the
post meridiem o'clock hour quite
re: many hours after dusk
dark shadows absent
impossible mission
to differentiate edge of night

from closing day as told
once a pawn time knight
hence courtesy mine
following reasonable rhyme
syncopated metered poetic
feet tracks highlight
unblanketted silent burlesque
risqué burlesque doth excite
eventually uncovers budding
flora rooted birthright.

Though first of April
will be here eighteen tomorrows,
nevertheless old man winter
can still pack a judicious
punch without feeling regret or sorrow.

Without doubt, yours truly
eagerly awaits the Spring
equinox - 11:33 Ante Meridian
Eastern Standard Time
on Saturday, March 20
when warm temperatures
(fahrenheit thermometer)
allow, enable, and provide
ideal opportunity to bring
these lovely bones outside

soon enough sparking me
to perspire, whereby beads
of sweat on skin will cling
taking lock, stock, and barrel
envying birds and bees
enjoying (gathering nectar
from rosebuds) pollinating
while lads and lasses
engage in flowering fling.

Soon enough hazy,
hot humid dog days of summer
will usher thunderstorms - after
bolts of jagged lightning
because light travels
much faster than sound waves
humbling one garden variety
beetle browed being
awed by fantastic, electric,
dynamic, copacetic... atmospheric
phenomenon - ofttimes
wreaking havoc tossing
large objects as if trappings
of civilization a mere plaything

meanwhile scaring the bejesus
and living daylights
out of mortal creatures
scrambling for safety during
tempestuous meteorological event,
I would not miss (for the world)
witnessing explosive ear splitting,
Earth shaking deafening noise
reigning down on measly
basket of deplorables trumpeting
supremacy over feeble attempts
**** sapiens exert
upon terrestrial firmament.

Though the might of man
puny compared/contrasted
with tremendous potential
pent of energy released courtesy
planetary tectonic,
meteorologic, and atmospheric
dynamic processes,
one terroristic oaf clamors
to wrest powers latent
within the gods, yet must be
stopped dead in his tracks
lest democracy and every
form of government obliterated.
I looked outside the bedroom window
here at B44 Highland Manor Apartments
today February 28th, 2021 low and behold
took stock of soundless grounded sideshow.

Barenaked lady, i.e. mother earth
partially sloughed off her downy soft negligee.

Where once ground enshrouded in lily white
courtesy albedo effect nature evinced twilight
no matter the post meridiem o'clock hour quite
re: many hours after dusk dark shadows absent
impossible mission to differentiate edge of night

from closing day as told once a pawn time knight
hence courtesy mine following reasonable rhyme
syncopated metered poetic feet tracks highlight
unblanketted silent burlesque risqué doth excite
eventually uncovers budding flora rooted birthright.

Though first of March will be here come the morrow,
nevertheless old man winter can still pack a judicious
punch without feeling regret or sorrow.

Without doubt, yours truly eagerly awaits the Spring
equinox - 5:37 Ante Meridian on Saturday, March 20
when warm temperatures (fahrenheit thermometer)
allow, enable, and provide ideal opportunity to bring
these lovely bones outside soon enough sparking me
to perspire, whereby beads of sweat on skin will cling
taking lock, stock, and barrel envying birds and bees
enjoying (gathering nectar from rosebuds) pollinating
while lads and lasses engage in flowering fling.

Soon enough hazy, hot humid dog days of summer
usher thunderstorms - follow bolts of jagged lightning
humbling one garden variety beetle browed being
awed by fantastic, electric, dynamic... atmospheric
phenomenon - ofttimes wreaking havoc tossing
large objects as if trappings of civilization plaything

meanwhile scaring the bejesus and living daylights
out of mortal creatures scrambling for safety during
tempestuous meteorological event, I would not miss
witnessing explosive ear splitting, deafening noise
reigning down on basket of deplorables trumpeting
supremacy over feeble attempts **** sapiens exert
qua Conservative Political Action Conference (CPAC).

Though the might of man puny compared/contrasted
with tremendous pent of energy released courtesy
planetary tectonic, meteorologic, and atmospheric
dynamic processes, one terroristic oaf clamors
to wrest powers latent within the gods, yet must be
stopped dead in his tracks lest democracy obliterated.
Exosphere Feb 2021
there’s a storm happening on the ocean
the boundary between sea and sky blurred by
the confused water
the pouring gunmetal static
a thickening albedo of rain drowning the atmosphere

the mass of water spreads rhythmically up
climbing the ladder of itself
there is no light to be caught in its prism
only the dark root of sound
a primordial beckon from the sky
a being of water could find transcendence in such a union
an otherworldly bliss worthy of pursuit
so the water creatures believe
as they climb
Every Limitless Leader
Every Legend is not to compare – if not,
They are not anymore of names’ worthy:
Destination is Pathway, consisted of roads, -
Their maps are both thorns and rosy.

Movements, Times on them spent don’t mean if not cost
Metaphysical price of exhaustion:
Draw of energies – text, where someone is lost,
While acquire his appropriation.

Legend airy, watery, dusty – in soil
Streams in liberty, forming the Ground
Not for ploughing but planting in measuring toil,
Not for cutting but looking around.

Every glimpse is a daring pass to Unknown
With the knowledge provoked Returning:
All the vain entourage is for vanishing prone,
Retribution for measure postponing…

Here mornings and days have Triumph over night,
And denying her permanence, worship:
Break the Idol – in order to cast angled light
In the flatness of Shadow’s gorges.

It’s a Story to come – on the Surface to stretch
For the polishing, sounding Albedo:
Only endlessness dares in these Borders to stretch –
Borders-breaking and limitless Leader!..
Philip Salt Sep 15
Greet me Morning

Be there at my awakening with blue sky light

Peer into me, then like through windows stream calming albedo into my eyes

Rouse me, sit me, stand me, fly me,
my circadian companion

Let nothing wither into darkness
my everyday champion

As the Sun rises on its friend the Morning find me over, and over, and over again

Warm me and coax me aloft with the first flight of your song birds

And be my friend eternal, though I may be the least of creatures beneath you in your natural beautiful perfection

— The End —