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"nephthys" poems
Looking up at the full Moon the closest it comes this year out on my deck after work through my childhood telescope. A full Moon through a telescope is really something to behold; Especially when the Moon appears up to 14% larger and 30% brighter than it does on the dimmest of full Moons. - T'ai Chi basking in the Moonbath; The Sky dimly fluoresces in chilled Air as Landscape glows with moonlit Auras; This is truly a magical near-annual moment. (Supermoons happen about every 14 full Moons) I thank you; Moon and Night. I thank you; Khonsu and Nephthys. I thank you; Selene and  Nyx. I thank you; Luna and Nox Happy Supermoon 2013.
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Jun 23, 2013
Jun 23, 2013 at 7:57 AM UTC
Happy Supermoon
THE TRECK Step-       step-           step Walking through orange mountains-- a journey toward the blue hole, like shamans through a desert-- except we have beer. never loosing our sight of the sea, I swear, every step makes the water glow a more magificent blue as the wind travels through every rock. Step-       step-           step One of the electric men from the rocks whispers through a gust to trust the path ahead of me. I take a swig of beer. Step-       step-           step                                                                   ARRIVAL and RELAXING                                                                                                               Subdued                                                                Subtle                                                                Serene duet                                                                between Nephthys and Nuit lulls us                                                               to rest after a feast of honey tahina                                                                in a hut with the words "Peace City"                                                                painted over the kitchen.                                                                                            Silent                                                                                                   Soothing                                                                                                                                                  Solace wondering                                                                                   if Moses was really lost                                                in a place many might consider paradise.                                                                                             Saline                                                                                             Saphire                                                       Soul blood pours from mother's veins--                                                                 Dahab/Sinai is a major artery                                                               of civilization creation, a sacred                                                                space for those seeking to unplug.
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Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 6:49 AM UTC
To Ras Abu Galum
THE TRECK Step-       step-           step Walking through orange mountains-- a journey toward the blue hole, like shamans through a desert-- except we have beer. never loosing our sight of the sea, I swear, every step makes the water glow a more magificent blue as the wind travels through every rock. Step-       step-           step One of the electric men from the rocks whispers through a gust to trust the path ahead of me. I take a swig of beer. Step-       step-           step                                                                   ARRIVAL and RELAXING                                                                                                               Subdued                                                                Subtle                                                                Serene duet                                                                between Nephthys and Nuit lulls us                                                               to rest after a feast of honey tahina                                                                in a hut with the words "Peace City"                                                                painted over the kitchen.                                                                                            Silent                                                                                                   Soothing                                                                                                                                                  Solace wondering                                                                                   if Moses was really lost                                                in a place many might consider paradise.                                                                                             Saline                                                                                             Saphire                                                       Soul blood pours from mother's veins--                                                                 Dahab/Sinai is a major artery                                                               of civilization creation, a sacred                                                                space for those seeking to unplug.
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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.
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Oct 3, 2012
Oct 3, 2012 at 8:22 AM UTC
Nephthys
Bleeding, missing platelets Like a fountain, Exsanguination Carcass, skin and bones left Bury me, burn me, you better remember me. Boy, get your paws right off me. Growl, howl, gnaw, all you want. Do not defile me. Leave, run for your life Go face your reflection and scream, monster. Snaked Nile, blue and white carry the scratched Sarcophagus to the end of the world. Mummified monster. Relic of the dark past Monster of today Destroyer of the bright future. Don't let him escape, I pray to Horus. Oh, the divine one-eyed one heed my prayers. Isis, guard him like Ra Fear him like Apophis. Otherwise, like ISIS he will destroy your dreams, Mesopotamia. Possessed by Set, blinded by red Constrain him before he kills your Osiris. Swamp, sudden snap. The jaws of Sobek One monster to the rescue of the other. Great Khnum, carry the golden coffin to the sea of chaos destroyed by Isfet or swallowed by the black snake. Keine pflege. Nephthys. Water, flood him bury him deep within the death bed. Vater, Moustached black man Ich werde dich nicht vermissen.
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Feb 1, 2020
Feb 1, 2020 at 7:59 AM UTC
Mummified Monster