A bright night sky,
piercing in its clarity,
disrupted by the haziness of dawn.
all the knowledge garnered under the nurturing winter moon-
to be lost to the vainglory of the sun.
at one moment,
one precious moment
night and day-
sun and moon-
Apollo and Dionysus
reach accord.
the effect:
beauty
balance
perfection….
then the moment passes….
life moves on
intrepidly, &
happily.
Author: nomisyar
I collect Spores, Molds, and Fungus.
Moon
Big and Full,
a yellow Moon.
She Shines Powerfully
faint.
lighting the entire sky,
gently.
Her soft reflection off fish-scale waves
escorts a lonely tug on her way home.
Good Night.
Give it here, now you never should have promised ……………..to me*
Inspiration comes
in the darkness.
Deep inside that empty void,
filled with fear and doubt-
that is where creation begins.
that is where,
creation begins.
Take it all away,
and what,
what are you left with?
Everything.
Yes,
Everything,
that matters.
Everything you need
to rebuild
to survive,
to
thrive.
So,
Screw You,
and sucks to your assmars.
you can have it back,
I wasn’t using it anyway.
I’ve got something new to do
bigger than me? no-
but it will devour you.
*Joe Tex, “I Gotcha“
Paradise
Tranquility sticks to me
like the greasy guts of a crushed cockroach
stick to the bottom of my shoe.
I saw pretty things,
amazing things
while making number 2.
Put it in perspective
or just close your eyes-
it’s OK with me
if you let life float on by.
What will I do
with rediscovered gifts?
Shall I beat out manifesto?
or just relax and drift?
I won’t do a thing-
not a goddamn thing.
I will be myself,
and I will
shhhh…….
Harvest
Take away my fears
my anger and my angst
and be sure to take away
my brothers’ too.
Twist in time
and tangled fate,
please
don’t make me wait
for release.
Apollo & Dionysus
in friendly embrace
enjoying the feast
after the hard fought race.
So come, my dear
my cross-dressing guide.
take away the ashes
I am ready to shine.
A Walk with Forever
Take a walk with me
If you want to see it.
Stroll along with me
If you need to feel it.
Tumble off the edge and shout.
Get on your knees and cringe.
Get on your belly and pray
for the worse
is coming.
Now open your eyes-
I’m here.
So come with me,
and feel what you won’t.
Come with me,
too close to the sun.
Come die with me,
just a little bit
and perhaps we’ll see,
perhaps we shall be.
Witching
Raccoon chitters
Cardinal flits across Lullwater
and Fish snaps at Fly
as two blue pigs snuffle slowly by.
it is time
to close your eyes
and see.
HERE is the word
coming through silent licks
upon the velvet strings of Dusk.
listen,
as the sun drops
Knowledge on yer ass.
Are you ready
to Remember?
Turtle and the Log
scratching
and reaching,
and slipping back down.
indomitable-
intrepid-
inexorable in his pursuit
of Golden warmth.
Cool waters beckon…
soothing waters.
but
he is focused.
Clawing his way up
retreating some,
but always continuing.
no shame in failing
for failure is not an option.
He climbs atop the log.
Respite until the next challenge
until the next opportunity
to live.
Emptiness
is a good thing.
You can fill it up with stuff.
Like memories, and hopes, and dreams-
and fears.
And then you can hide in it,
forever.
Hide from all that scares you.
Or you can pack it away.
And live.
Tell me love,
Where will you put your emptiness?
floating
high
or low.
it doesn’t matter
as long as it goes.
somewhere.
to be seen?
not really,
i don’t care.
just keep
movin’
on.
theDeprevation 