
Breaking back the darkness
The now,
Becomes the then
As it breaks beyond its spark
The hidden how,
Repeats again.
June 2nd, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink

Breaking back the darkness
The now,
Becomes the then
As it breaks beyond its spark
The hidden how,
Repeats again.
May 26th, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink

Wind worn glides
Of flowing try
Turning here,
To there, a gleam –
Long since sought
To there, a stream
Sailing empty
Through wondering sky
To subtle jetties,
Of methane air –
Riding through
Till no, till there
Notions of what
Or what may why
Under the cracked,
And deepening pool –
Meandering true
So dark, and cool
A winded wrinkle
Wrankle awry
Under a surface
Of wind swept time –
Spreads, its out
As a ragged, old sign.
Hat tip: Robert Lewis Stevenson “Looking-Glass River”
May 11th, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink

Unexpectedly, symmetrical
And unusually, complete
An outflow,
Beams syntactical
As its symbiots –
Accrete.
April 19th, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink

Marching through the ridges
Riding down their sides
Directs a retro guidance
Into a port, tact, glide.
April 14th, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink

Vanishing visions
Decide my role
Through varying vapors
Aside –
My soul.
February 9th, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink

Depths of suggestion
Through a fragment false,
Face –
Finds its intention
In true detachment free,
Grace.
February 1st, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink

Baskets, of ejecta
Redirect –
And ablate
A scarp, of exposure
And its strength –
To create.
January 27th, 2019 § 0 comments § permalink

Forever dreams,
Of distant beams
Riding away,
Over slow decay
We know not,
The parting air
Of our despair
Of a silent sigh
And quiet –
Slow goodbye.
December 30th, 2018 § 0 comments § permalink

The darkness, of white
Tops sheathed, in black bright
Streak –
Through the shadows, to break free
And take flight.
December 16th, 2018 § 0 comments § permalink

Mythical mysteries
Of confounding,
Dark scales
Strikes through
Its long history
Through compounding, contrails.