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"australis" poems
Aurora borealis, aurora australis. Mare nostrum, sub silentio, sub secreto, ad libitur, as infinitum. Ira furor brevis est, amor suo iure. Memento vivere, in dubio, in dolorosa, in posse, in nubibus, in pace, in spiritu et veritate, in pleno, nvne avt nvnquam, ad vitam aeternam.
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Jul 5, 2010
Jul 5, 2010 at 1:28 AM UTC
Memento vivere
imagine the infinite figure 8, as energy flow running thru the earth. being round, it has two polarized chakric crowns. the tantric male polarity: Northern Lights/Aurora Borealis. the tantric female polarity: Southern Lights/Aurora Australis. yet the figure 8 energy flow, shows the tantric male/female polarities have interpenetrated . unified polarity...so it's north for the sake of north. south for the sake of south, beyond that...
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 2:52 AM UTC
Northern-Southern Lights
We are matter that doesn't, within secret stars. An elemental chance between Venus & Mars. Collisions are what made us, reactions caused life. Somewhere in the stardust, we connected eye to eye. Feelings spelled out in patterned constellations. Our energies connect on the same vibration. Before we were this, we were something far away. Attached to the rhythm of our own night & day. Your heat as the Sun. My cool as the Moon. Linked together like water, so closely attuned. Light-years passed with your absence; A black hole in my heart. Your departure caused an explosion & tore us apart. Once fused, now alone. Drifting from our Supernova. Confused & divided. In the dark matter, we were over. Through galaxies time erased & I became something new. I found my twin flame & felt a different Sun, renew. We grow & burn together, looking up at the sky. Now here, we are what each other needs, until the day we die. But here you are in front of me; across millennia you appear. To confuse my heart & mind? To threaten what's truly dear? Two Suns orbiting one Moon, a satellite love. Let me learn from this equation, I pray to spirit above. I learnt from the old. I grow with the new. Australis & Borealis, let your light shine through.
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Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 11:36 AM UTC
Aurora
The lights fill the sky As we tell stories about our lives Our pasts, present, and future Laughing at every misspoken word Even if things go south Surely good things will be up and about The lights may fade in a few minutes But surely I know this wouldn't fade easily
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Aug 12, 2020
Aug 12, 2020 at 12:10 PM UTC
Aurora Australis
I experienced the vicissitudes of Asia Blue blood of Europe The aboriginality of Africa And the mysteries of America I soaked my feet in the water of  the nameless rivers I moistened by the waves of bays, the seas and the oceans The sapphire of the blue Nile won my heart I splashed the cold waters of the Mare Darling on my face I was astounded to see the orange river,the lake Titicaca, Victoria and Niagara falls I saw the radiance of the icy Himalaya in the bright sunlight I was completely spellbound by the splendour of the Olympus and the Kilimanjaro During the day in a desert my feet got burnt by the heat of the sand I stared at a handsome horseman dressed in black in a wonderful starry night I glanced at the seven wonders and the world heritage I was hypnotized by the skyscrapers in the mega city The tidy countrysides which were green with crops and vegetation brought peace to my mind I enjoyed the companionship of Eskimos,penguins ,seals and polar bears in the polar region Aurora borealis and aurora australis fascinated me In orbit the annual motion around the sun and the diurnal rotation of the earth on its axis I'm travelling around the world I do not have my own home The whole globe is my motherland
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Aug 2, 2021
Aug 2, 2021 at 2:15 AM UTC
A Globetrotter
Carrera scrawling his notes for the ‘War for Australis Incognita’ sat beneath a lush fruit bearing tree; Bob’s plan for the boy seeming to going be into effect despite Bob’s abandoning his original plan for him. Charlotte putting the boy in shorter skirts and matching the light lavender fabric with purple stockings and red garters. The boy’s bustier barely held his flat-chested frame and she had pulled the laces straight and true tight around his torso squeezing the breath out of him to give him cleavage where none was to be had. Pinning his longish hair into pigtails, scrubbing his face clean with an astringent cold cream and applying powder to his smooth face over which she painted rouge, eye-shadow and lipstick. Seeing Carrera writing busily below the glistening red arctic apples, Nancy approached the distracted writer. Carrera was lighting his ***** pipe when the boy whom for all the world resembled an attractively winsome female came over and sat with him. “Excuse me, sir, may I ask the greatest favor of you?” Not recognizing the boy despite having never seen a teenage girl on ship Carrera hastily pocketed the smelly pipe and turned his attention to the big blue eyes before him. The lips were thin squiggly lines that spoke is a whiny rasp that was not entirely unappealing. “Yes, my childe, what can I do for you?” “I would certainly love to eat of the tree growing above you but alas, I cannot reach the sweetest fruit. Would you be so kind as to hoist me up so that I may gather a few you would perhaps share with me?” “Why, of course, girly. Here, stand on my shoulders,” said the poet kneeling to allow the slim fellow to plant a hobnailed boot onto his broad shoulder. Carrera couldn’t resist raising his head once the boy was up on both shoulder reaching for the ripe apples of a new sort, the boy using his petticoats like a basket to catch the fruit he could swat from the low branches. Carrera was staring straight up his petticoats to the visible stocking tops and garters. Carrera’s mind swimming with fantasies of derring-do and adventures that he assiduously avoided any first-hand knowledge of, his gaze locked on the baggy breeched bottom below the boy’s skirts, Carrera thought he’d been struck by something like love at first sight.
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Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 4:03 PM UTC
Carrera In Love
Carrera scrawling his notes for the ‘War for Australis Incognita’ sat beneath a lush fruit bearing tree; Bob’s plan for the boy seeming to going be into effect despite Bob’s abandoning his original plan for him. Charlotte putting the boy in shorter skirts and matching the light lavender fabric with purple stockings and red garters. The boy’s bustier barely held his flat-chested frame and she had pulled the laces straight and true tight around his torso squeezing the breath out of him to give him cleavage where none was to be had. Pinning his longish hair into pigtails, scrubbing his face clean with an astringent cold cream and applying powder to his smooth face over which she painted rouge, eye-shadow and lipstick. Seeing Carrera writing busily below the glistening red arctic apples, Nancy approached the distracted writer. Carrera was lighting his ***** pipe when the boy whom for all the world resembled an attractively winsome female came over and sat with him. “Excuse me, sir, may I ask the greatest favor of you?” Not recognizing the boy despite having never seen a teenage girl on ship Carrera hastily pocketed the smelly pipe and turned his attention to the big blue eyes before him. The lips were thin squiggly lines that spoke is a whiny rasp that was not entirely unappealing. “Yes, my childe, what can I do for you?” “I would certainly love to eat of the tree growing above you but alas, I cannot reach the sweetest fruit. Would you be so kind as to hoist me up so that I may gather a few you would perhaps share with me?” “Why, of course, girly. Here, stand on my shoulders,” said the poet kneeling to allow the slim fellow to plant a hobnailed boot onto his broad shoulder. Carrera couldn’t resist raising his head once the boy was up on both shoulder reaching for the ripe apples of a new sort, the boy using his petticoats like a basket to catch the fruit he could swat from the low branches. Carrera was staring straight up his petticoats to the visible stocking tops and garters. Carrera’s mind swimming with fantasies of derring-do and adventures that he assiduously avoided any first-hand knowledge of, his gaze locked on the baggy breeched bottom below the boy’s skirts, Carrera thought he’d been struck by something like love at first sight.
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Aurora * * * * * Green fire in night sky oxygen excites takes flight pulse racing hearts sigh * * * * * J.C.
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Sep 11, 2019
Sep 11, 2019 at 11:46 AM UTC
Aurora Australis haiku
Come dance with me love on this magical night under the Aurora Australis breathtaking polar light a sight of beauty indeed the vista of night sky Southern lights firing as solar winds feed magical light show colours fly snow beneath our feet forgotten as breath freezes in the air magnetic energy excites oxygen caused by beautiful solar flares come dance with me my darling forgetting all our cares under this rare gift from the Sun although seen in the dead of a freezing winters night come lay in the snow all cold now forgotten as our pounding hearts take flight. J.C. 23/05/2019.
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May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 1:05 AM UTC
Aurora Australis...