Gleaming Sphere Reap the Whirl



Wind lowers it's head-stream, earthbound, 
battle helmet of direction-secured. 
True Hermes holding a riddled scroll, temperature, tempered, phalanx wall to litmus count the cull.

Non-relative incomings from the garment of space, 
to run obscene into the street. 
Wrinkles of Gaia indecent without cream, 
hydration,
epiderm reactions, boils, 
face cracking on bout of gout.

The royal trees and their loyal vegetations 
withholding tithe to Man 
in lieu of fertilized mopery, panor-mime 
of "silent treatment".

The lakes, unbathed turn foul, 
a salty audacity of intrusion 
to fuel resentment sediment far looking, 
gaunt, empty.

The rivers change their inclination, 
declination, surrection in-bleeding out, 
out bleeding in direction.

The sea roars in complaint, hatches her obscene Leviathans release from underneath that she invitro-bastards, out-rages, helter swellter sea-beast abominations re-unleashed.

The delusion carries tune to the forest kin 
no longer in Mid Spring courtship 
with Robin Hood, Albion. 
No longer in hibernation and calm location. 
They must embark the realms of Men, 
to their disturbing-investigation.

Extremeties convulse in palsy, 
tongues stricken blind 
and eyes encompassed in the review 
of the interplanetary cult of the spiritual procession, incoming of the 4th, 3D kind. 

Pangs of the final epoch of Time.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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December 22, 2023 at 12:20 PM
you delve into a complex and vivid portrayal of natural forces, cosmic phenomena, and the unsettling impact of human activity on the environment really well with your unique style of poetry.. the poem weaves together elements of mythology, environmental concern, and cosmic imagery, creating a layered and evocative narrative that invites readers to ponder the intricate relationships between humanity and the natural world...
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December 22, 2023 at 4:43 PM
I think this is one of the funnest premises to write in. I wish under different circumstances, however. So I should say rather than funnest (easiest). Thanks for the feedback, Silent One.
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