It comes down like pink snow, blanketing the welcoming earth at my feet. Cherry blossom trees standing like queens, their crowns adorned with petaled gems. Oh,fleeting beauties,you’ll still remain alluring,when time & rain have depleted you of your delicate standing- boughs bare.
I am a star seed embracing the Earth’s atmosphere
I’ve been grounded since I awoke
as human
Feminine dove,
resting on a moonstone bed;
Lunar love , divinity and spirit that
feels holy
Somehow, elevation and ascension,
comes without fear.,,,,,
Of falling
Imbibing liquid shadows
savoring obsidian
My reflection is perceived benevolent, absorbing all your connections
How delicious they taste, as they travel
to my solar plexus
their beauty; undulating in my veins like a dancer, a serpent in movement
My internal sun, a beaming gem
Night is a barking dog
Explosive in its call
of darkness
Haul of haunches,
and belly down
Black has fallen now
on all fours
bounding on feet,
foraging around for provisions;
the scraps of day’s end, the scent of fresh dreams
has it salivating
We think it rain
We, consumed
Lights flicker in
every wind;
minute as
they may be
—
candle scents
and flames,
I’m surrounded
—
A lone feather
spoons a stick
of Palo santo;
A beloved gift
of crow
awaiting flight
with my hand,
and guide for smoke
Pretty isn’t always the polished, glossy version; all gleam and shine. There’s a variation on the sheen, where light has yet to cast. Where obscurity is kept warm by blankets of shadow and the fabric of every thought you’ve weaved awaits your selection of its color.
This dream
On my pillow
Tied up
With a wrapper
What chance
For love and rest
I grieve much
Because I loved much
Now it’s bowling pins
And shooting marbles
Which way will they go?
#vss365#chance#wrapper
I search for my
Arcadia, sojourn of lands
promising bliss
A walk ablaze in mystery
Strong grips and balance
slacklining on galactic
filaments
and will I then move
Past the void, gaining
matter and strength
I can hear my ancestors
guiding in voice, my faith
occupying space
Errors echo
odes unending
threnodies
dementia welling
never known
a way but strayed
forever wept
embittered stays
along lit laughs
crescendo caught
musical unpleasant cough
worthwhile waltz paths wending.