Seas of red
Tides of change
Embeds its power
Through control –
Of range.
July 24th, 2022 § 0 comments § permalink
Seas of red
Tides of change
Embeds its power
Through control –
Of range.
July 2nd, 2022 § 0 comments § permalink
Telescopic skyscapes
Flashing –
With rage
Define broken time shapes
Crashing –
Our stage.
June 26th, 2022 § 0 comments § permalink
Screams of nature
Howling with rage
Shaking in anger
In a teeming –
Rampage.
June 12th, 2022 § 0 comments § permalink
Squaring, daring
A steely staring
Equally fairing,
Through their time locked –
Pairing.
May 21st, 2022 § 0 comments § permalink
Breathing in –
Inhaling wonder
Swallowed rapture
Devouring the natal molecules
Of our whimsical –
Now.
April 12th, 2022 § 0 comments § permalink
Structured bright secrets
Come calling,
From histories echos –
Glimpsed, in an instant
Asking the unknowable,
Wishing –
To whisper
Its truth.
March 27th, 2022 § 0 comments § permalink
Intensity,
In scale
Towards a massive,
Blue bolt
Re-structures –
Its primitive,
Radiated,
Revolt.
February 9th, 2022 § 0 comments § permalink
Marked into dark
Its path, by a spark
We embark,
On a faithfully led –
Arc.
January 1st, 2022 § 0 comments § permalink
Outbursts of brightness
Inwardly, seen
Processed and increased
Into a strong –
Flowing seam.
December 19th, 2021 § 0 comments § permalink
I must look up into the breach again,
To the wondrous sight in the sky,
And ask that I do understand
Of a star, that now wonders its why.
And the breath of color that sing’s its song
The lengths of its light shaking,
Through the shaded mist of history’s face,
The present, of its dawn, breaking.
Hat Tip – John Masefield, “Sea Fever”