Celestia

CELESTIA

Awakening she tosses her head
Sprays forth freshsprung nebulae
Flares her noviciate novae nostrils
Sweeps her imperial gaze: aghast
As if not yet aghast; as if galaxies
Her heart an ever opening book
The ever primal word … Selah

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cf. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Selah

cf. http://hitchhikers.wikia.com/wiki/Great_Green_Arkleseizure*

* WordPress hasn’t built in an automatic link for this I’m afraid so it’s a case of cut’n’paste.

 

Fanfare

FANFARE

Flying in couples
Ten crows silently trumpet
Spring is in the air

The Cage

THE CAGE

The days shorten while the nights lengthen
Then the nights shorten while the days lengthen
Then the days shorten while the nights lengthen
Then the nights shorten while the days lengthen

Setting up some kind of zero point or other
Measuring, counting, recording year by year
Offers us the pale illusion of understanding
The option of conjuring up some kind of god
Who created all of this in seven days (or not
Depending on your own preferred conjuration)
Meanwhile – or meaninglesslywhile – god forbid

The days shorten while the nights lengthen
Then the nights shorten while the days lengthen
Then the days shorten while the nights lengthen
Then the nights shorten while the days lengthen

Spellmeister (21b)

SPELLMEISTER

Lets go words
Lets go images
String quartets
Pirouettes
Drops intent, spins and teases
Patterns from chaos

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Shadorma November

Genesis (19b)

GENESIS

Each moment
Realisation
Of a dream
Yet unborn
At least until this moment
As God breathes once more

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Shadorma November

Special Delivery: Four By Six

SPECIAL DELIVERY

Sit back and let it be.
Recite, “Aware, aware.
Relax, relax.”; await
till the muse delivers.

Trimurti (The Writer’s Lot) – (A Four By Six)

TRIMURTI (THE WRITER’S LOT)

Creating. Destroying.
In between? Sustaining.
What about abstaining?
That’s when there’s writer’s block.

Departure Lounge

DEPARTURE LOUNGE

Motion suspended
Awaiting call to action
Anticipation
Flickering candles of thought
Like tiny sparks in the night

On The Crests Of Waves

ON THE CRESTS OF WAVES

What new worlds shall we
Not simply determine to create
But share today?

What new worlds shall we
Not simply determine to share
But create today?

When Poetry Works (A Four By Six)

WHEN POETRY WORKS

Warp and weft sounds spouting
A lingual waterfall
Calling forth a mist of
Insubstantial rainbows