Poetry

August, Comes the Night

Posted by on Aug 19, 2016 in Musings, Other Realms, Poetry | 0 comments

August, Comes the Night

            Cherokee, California   For now even the Sun Scorching in his sulky ways Sullen and moody Soon will expire His fiery fingers slacken On the length of days And Night reaches out A gentle hand Imperceptibly soft and cool A dewy caress on a burnt cheek Though the fireball rages still In the advent of his repose Among the twinkled lights Messengers from distant realms Anoint a pair who slumber Illuminated in a candle’s prism The essence of argan radiating Sweetness and nectar Released from heated stones Refreshed by Zephyr’s breath Under the deepened heel of Night A blade of grass is crushed Unlike the knife steel Struck on Tomorrow’s anvil LiNdA...

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AR1944

Posted by on Aug 18, 2016 in Poetry, Science | 0 comments

AR1944

      AR1944 as the sun sets behind the Chiricahua Mountains on Jan. 6, 2014.  Photo by Fred Espenak   Behind tropospheric fields Of cirrocumulus stratisformis The Sun is absorbed With his own rhythms A flaming sphere Of magnetic forces And gamma beta rays And we are entwined Though standing at separate poles Each in our own reverie Peering through shaded oculi As he turns his massive red eye In our direction And blinks LiNdA...

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Alma de la Vid

Posted by on Jul 18, 2016 in Art, Other Realms, Poetry | 0 comments

Alma de la Vid

            Shipibo meditation circle   A journey into Night A dream within a Flame A Truth in utero A Reality surpassed The serpent uncoils Through the fire, slithers Flickering flashes On a scaled tongue A pink bud, ruffled ‘Neath her cloak cached Roused from slumber By a night wasp’s sting A tiny Sun Angel Weaves a chacruna coverlet Turns her amethyst throat To the jaws of the puma Soul of the Vine Drips from the branch A viscous brew Into a cupped hand Throbbing vein Life sustain Death in retreat While the jaguar weeps...

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Ranita

Posted by on Jun 11, 2016 in Other Realms, Poetry | 0 comments

Ranita

        Photographer Dirk Ercken Red poison dart frog, Peruvian rain forest   Upon your bed of leaves So quiet and still Almost unseen You sit and wait For the call Of the Master Then, moving delicately Donning your mantle Of red and blue You venture forth And dip a toe Into the Milky Way And finding it To your liking You leap in Immersing yourself Into the infinity of Light and Dark And two more souls Equally enamored Tumble in...

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Drizzle

Posted by on Jun 3, 2016 in Other Realms, Poetry | 0 comments

Drizzle

    Big Sur, California   This night embraced by clouds Their dusky kisses nest in your hair And on your brow nuzzle softly A cool dampness upon my mouth Tropic oceans flavor my tongue A whispered message of trade winds Our skin scented of sweet perfume From an orchid hid between stones Her fragrance clings to the egret A silent traveler upon my roof The quiet hush to drip from leaves On a shadow to the ground below Placid lilies lift their heads Parted lips to sup the mist This gentle, flowing caress To a billowing vapor In a twisting vent An ambrosial emulsion The fevered hammer To languid iron subdued The grey veil fluttering Drops dulcet voiced Pastilles from the nimbus A chimed chorus singing A stream of wisps Too slight to grasp Clad in silvertones glistening...

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Waterfalls

Posted by on May 18, 2016 in Poetry | 0 comments

Waterfalls

It begins with a drop A liquid swelling That absorbs a rainbow And prepares a peridot blanket A silent drip Cool and pure From a galaxy river Along an amethyst bed A luminous bead From the mouth of the Moon Upon a protruding rock A pale, stony warrior A tumlutuous cascade Shimmering diamonds Amid hints of sapphires From dark recesses A vigorous spray Caught in a citrine pond A reflecting pool Of floating mirrors LiNdA

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