Poetry Blogs (metaphysics)
occult curriculum, whispers of the ancients, leave for letting out secrets
oil lamp kindling catching flames; shining begotten light from passerbys
in between classes, shifting penrose stairs lead into underlying framework on occasion
halls lined with rooks adjacent and curators searching for a select
rites of secret passageways proclaimed, karma to the dark is just a means to an end
Saturday 4th April 2020 11:11 am
We need a sense of the unity of life and of humans for the sake of human welfare and for the survival of the planet. We need a sense of unity with the cosmos so that we can connect with Reality. But we also need a sense of individuality, for the sake of our own dignity and independence and of the loving care for others. We need it to appreciate each natural form, each animal and plant, each human ...
Sunday 29th March 2020 7:44 am
A trestle table set with content and classical elements
places a coven with arenose intent in a safe space
their minds set on causing change—present occurences canvass Mandala by way of effect.
fascicle circuits blitz and singe might-have-beens
washing away strands emblazoned in ever apparentness
accommodating silver lining fringe wherein proper golden ratio leaves
their genus' plant matter ...
Monday 9th March 2020 4:15 pm
Shining ever so bright
a beacon of hope, like a chinese lantern
photosynthesis get' me through the night
beauty so divine, i wonder if i could map her
would the geometry show me the light?
because she must be god's best work
my third eye look through the peephole
how can she not have walls up when she deals with these people
guide me, be my mentor
would you take my hand, and put this flow...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 3:41 pm
Matriarch butterfly, conduct conducive
mother gaia's demeanor echo.
as you move mountains
as she size your shoe, electrifying presence
you're so well grounded
heart fluttering, don't be disheartened.
trumpets erupting, as you walk the walk, my mind carry off as I'm wrapped in your minutiae
Shift the world, your tectonic occupancy lay rise to volumes of topographic novelties
Sunday 16th February 2020 8:56 pm
Tuesday 11th February 2020 9:44 am
Tuesday 11th February 2020 9:37 am
Tuesday 11th February 2020 9:29 am
When the birds take back their language,
when the trees unloose
their tenderly hands from around you,
when the air doesn't breathe
and the seas are tearing,
when the flowers whisper:
No, you own nothing,
honoring the hospitality.
Tuesday 17th September 2019 8:25 pm