Angle right visions
Curve –
Through the night
Sending whispers of color
To conserve –
It’s arc light.
September 22nd, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink
Angle right visions
Curve –
Through the night
Sending whispers of color
To conserve –
It’s arc light.
September 21st, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink
A delicate, dark existence
Determined, to breakthrough
Drapes, its deep appearance
Within a death throw –
Of true.
September 15th, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink
Change –
The erosion of time
A thicket of energy
Through a compounded crush
Of a pressured –
Exchange.
September 14th, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink
Pause, just a moment
For that junction, of true
Knowing, what you see
Is that moment, for you
Take, a shallow breath
And closely listen, to me
As my words, are the question
That tells me, what you see
Hark, my cold words
Within the symbols, I write
Where that sliver, of a mind
Becomes the shadow, of light
The concepts, that I see
And the visions, I show
Are still, not quite here
And neither real, nor unknown.
September 8th, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink
Colors resplendently
Backwardly swirl
Dependent, of motion
They transcendently –
Whirl.
September 7th, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink
Because we could not stop to die
Death did not stop for me;
The stars hold true a measured cloak
Of pure passivity.
We slowly wake, and see a truth
That makes a stark reveal;
That time and prescience cannot hide
Our raw, mortality.
September 1st, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink
The force of true nature
Compounded, by strange
Compels, a dark notional
Consciousness, range.
The force of dark motion
Within, a non change
Distills, a guiding energy
A measured physical, exchange.