Crowns our world with clouds, green plants and waters.
Sun, moon, stars, rains and rainbows ~ its daughters
Their beams from far in one dead outer space.
Atmospheres pack airs into its vast vase.
Sparks up lights to send armies of thunders,
To shake warriors with earthly blunders,
Hills whispers to snow to fall on their laps,
Leaves dance while each cloudburst fills up their wraps.
Sun shines as gold giving lives to shadows,
that are models for the smiles ~ each night chose.
With their hearts beaming as twinkling blazes ~
which bring sleeps, dreams and nightmares in phases.
Every year, seasons pretend to be grooms,
To marry cold or heat in fine costumes ~
mariages that last just a short while,
But they still return in a bigger style.
ATMOSPHERES
capturing light
striving for
impressions
of
painted
views
repeatedly
refining
reflecting
appears
seen
from
a distance
tilted
intertwined
enraptured
&
cast adrift
vulnerable
stripped bare
close to
the
precipice
cocooned
in a
continuous ebb
& flow
'til
perfect stillness
descends
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
cold air layering downward
surfaces...
warm moistured-ground airs
rising...
to be seen as bubble-face reflections
of...
round rain drops bowing colors
in air...
stan sand
God shapes divine beginnings, life forms
Perhaps they start off as rocket plasma shots
Light pulls inward on a string of mystery
Spinning through the cosmos
As random as the planets
Some land at night
Abundant and with matter
Mars and Earth at first
Transform into humans resting place
Not made at home
Created in God's image
Families form there to belong
Underneath red skies and rocks abound
Who decides
Blue skies seem more favorable
Confidence runs high
Mars lost thin layers of air laid down long ago
At dawn
Atmosphere is gone
And with it spirits
Years in the planning have no chance
Though thick gases cover with protection
Earth will follow next
Humans made in His image
Imagine that as planets pass
Into the plasma past
I am disappearing,
Fading into quantum theories;
I’ve got a time travel problem
And astronomical burns.
Surely I am flying,
But clearly I am dying.
I will never pass
this test with colors flying.
I don't believe you most the time,
My goblet tips and spills the wine,
The sun god rises, but not for I.
You are the world, I am a swine.
Every bridge of mine has burned,
This is the point of no return -
The court has met and has adjourned,
But I am unconcerned.
An
inner
contentment-
become scenes of
calm.
Ekphrasis after Mondrian