I waver at the star teeth
of my own invention,
accreting webs of wild light
where night trades
cold for dark
sidereal heat.
I am not here for mundane marvels—
I am here to manifest my most
daring fantasies into reachable
constellations,
grasping at the ungraspable—
drawing unfathomables to fruition.
8.14.25
Crystal winged hourglass flows muted gold sand
as time turns red dawn to pink dusk once more;
life’s tapestry fades as years so expand
but love in the heart gives youth to restore
when embraced with so much left to explore.
Crystal winged hourglass portrays such fleeting
finite life as time slips by depleting;
with love reborn, awoken from sleeping
so shall heavenly days be accreting -
when sand flows no more - just joy, no weeping.
I EMPTY THE NIGHT, YOU RISE THE SUN
The dense darkness of the star starved night
stayed petrified in stony niche of my mind bare,
I kept accreting layers so long out of your sight
until the time came for my passionate horizon
to melt it in desolate night’s cauldron of despair
that flowed searching a place in the heart of dawn,
I found unveiled, lighted by the sun raised by you
my nascent sky is colored in motif of your astral flair.
The empty mind, now hued, grows wings of love new,
a bird from depth of dark I fly in your shimmering air.
June 10, 2018
In the midst of vacant hours, echoes of expressions on opposite ends
are something of the same. Ruminating on questions; questions about
thy and questions about thou intertwined
with the then and the now. Thoughts
prelude to other thoughts of
thoughts emerging to
many thoughts.
Consulting and
considering
the death
and birth
of us; is thy
disinclined
to shed the
events upon the
ground transformed
from a dream out of a
dream to this dream only of us?
A coherent argument it is, that the
memories back on yesterday brought us
here today...But, when thy and thou bodies
meet and descend upon each accreting to the singular; occupancy
quickly overcomes vacancy leading the thoughts of many thoughts effaced.
(Sigh)...Thy and Thou love bolsters all the more today than back on yesterday.
Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT
12-11-2012
Lips touch the tip of morning with the awakening
of thine eyes,
accompanied
by inexhaustible
thoughts of only
you. Drifting away
from abed, thoughts
trace in tandem with
thy body in lost sight
within the flat-bottomed
vessel. Water pouring
down accreting to the
seductive oils
forming to
crystallized
foam.
Drowning
deeply
in
Love.
Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT
08-02-2012
To escape sin, I built a glass box around me.
Though sin like water started leaking through the cracks upon me.
Soon the water would consume me.
Forced hand prints scattered inside the glass by me.
Trying to break free of what I built around me.
No one is near to see or help me.
No one to call, to assist or guide me.
Tears accreting to the water wasn't helping me.
The water is slowly getting deeper around me.
The strength is fading away within me.
Please, someone save me!
Oh God, please forgive me!
Thinking I had all the answers to build this glass box around me.
Sin, yet and still captured me.
I need you now Lord please strengthen me.
Eyes closed beneath the water crying out for him to save me.
His voice appears, "Come as you are to me.
You made a decision to consult with yourself without me.
For I am the only way the truth and the light; not you but me.
All the tools you need are provided by me.
I will bring down this glass box only for your life to be with me.
For I make no mistakes because I am me.
I will send you back to be a living witness for me and only me."
Pace, G
INK-U-SCRIPT
05-30-2012
Awake love's vaunted rite of Spring
Fertile flowers; mating bowers
Two hearts join in amorous fling
Nature's caress; fondling showers
Spawning paramours seeds sowing
Warming sun over head towers
Burgeoning heat, truant parts cling
Fecund lads rut away the hours
Plowing ground, then cultivating
Trees with fledgling shoots accreting
Fawning tendrils lust empowers
Coupling birds o'er meadow scours
Bleating consorts talons preening
Nurturing pods; nubile plowers
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