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Rowan Wolff Feb 2019
I drown myself in starsong
My head in galaxies
Miles away from earth

To flee from conflict
Hiding from war
Is not healthy, I know
But
It was beaten into my soul

So now I hide
In-between nebulas
Let the beauty cleanse my fear
May I find the strength to fight
Lora Lee Oct 2015
Once a tiny bud
Who grew outside of her protected liquid garden
Into a flowerburst of colors
Ultra-hued light
A taste of the divine
flowing from the heaven of her scent
as I hold her and inhale
I feel my own creation and hers mingling,
with the beat of my womb.
Each day,
so many colors, growing in intensity
Each day
so much depth unfurling from within
And with that earthsong, song of whales and mermaids,
a  gorgeous iridescence
That bestows light upon me
With its transcendant holiness
I know I am thus twice blessed:
A  starsong of delight
Who blesses and re-blesses her own miracle
of creation.
My own joyful garden, both in
And out of water
Able to burst up and out,
Seed by seed by seed.
And I wish to explode with it.
For now, I take a breath.
I have. I hold.
We glow.
Written in 2010, after the birth of my third child
Norman Crane May 2021
it is difficult to remember now,
through the kaleidoscope nightmare of the river,
endlessly flowing,
endlessly flowing,
but we lived once much as you,
we'd love hope and family,
and it ended just as it will end one day for you,
in dispersion of the light and melting of the cosmic consciousness,
drip drip drip from space into your mind,
drip drip drip,

it was the middle of the night,
and the dog started barking so i took him to the yard,
the wife said,
it was dark and the stars shone like pin ****** through black velvet,
the dog said,
he was uneasy and barked at the night sky,
which dispersed like startled ravens,
and the light from all the stars became sound,
each a string plucked,
vibrating,
the sound pleased me and i attuned the ear,
as all around windows lit up bright rectangles,
and people came outside onto grass and concrete,
and stared up at the singing sky,
the dog had fallen on its side,
tongue out eyes twitching,
but the starsong prevailed and i knew the dog had understood,
and that i too would understand,
it is inevitable,
the wife said,
i love you and i love you too,
i said,

i was fear,
the stars bloomed into lightflowers,
and the bees awoke,
and ascended to drink their luminous nectar,
before bursting as fireworks,
in dispersion remaining etched upon the sky like scatter without time,
multiplying i reminisced childhood,
dust caught in attic sunlight,
each scatter birthing stars whose brightness equaled the original,
and in their accumulation night became bright as day,
i reminisced death,
brighter than,
colours so vivid the mind pained,
and starsong became starscream and the colours leeched away,
to whiteness,
to nothingness,
and we covered our eyes as its unbearable intensity melted all before us,
including us,
and we were blind,
and i felt myself pouring out my sockets,
i loved my wife and she me,
but we were no more,

in blindness i coagulated,
the world of shapes was finished and all persisting was consciousness and nightmare,
of loss,
of ending,
of the forever and the nevermore,
in concentration i perceived my consciousness,
suspended within melted eyes,
trickling through blades of disappearing grass,
a single fear,
meeting other consciousnesses,
human and non,
viscous as dreadhoney,
and within each another fear,
and in their union i became from one to many nightmares,
immediately and at once,

the trickle sped as the grass was not,
and the reality flats declined,
down we ran,
an accumulation of nightmares,
liquid eyes beyond the bodypast crying fears of individual terror experienced in common,
down toward the river.

and we were in,

like a single mind burning in universal agony,

riverchurch of the ******,

guided currently by the high priests of nothingness but experience,

overload of knowing,

from swerve of shore to bend of bay,

we flow,

awaiting you /

for you to flow as us

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