Through lenses cold and ground from mountain glass,
We watched the dying worlds of iron pass.
For generations, every spark we found
Was tethered to a bleeding, broken ground—
The sudden flash of silo doors undone,
The brief, horrific birthing of a sun,
Then ash that drifted like a heavy shroud
To lock a planet in a toxic cloud.
We turned our mirrors to the northern sky,
Expecting just another world to die,
To see Vaeloria’s final signature
Be etched in fire, black and premature.
We braced for the familiar, sudden glare
Of empires burning down their final air.
But what we found across the cosmic deep
Was not the final, static-riddled sleep.
The planet did not burn; it started glowing,
A quiet, silver respiration growing,
As if a willow made of starlight grew
And drank the poison till the sky turned blue.
No high radiation tore the night,
But pulses of a deep, organic light.
A lonely mind had stitched the broken spheres,
And washed away a century of fears.
We leaned into our sights, amazed to see
A world redeemed by a single tree.
ALEX FORMENTON
BRIDGE TOO FAR MAYBE THIS ONE
SOME FANS SAY ARE DONE
sunrise ascends over a distant ridge,
grasses tilt toward the warmth,
silence shapes waiting fields.
Horizon holds hope
tomorrow, crowds out the scene
clouds rehearse elsewhere—
sunshine has packed for the road
leaving warm coats on the hook.
The mirage shimmers
beckoning us nearer still
distance swallows steps
closer is, further away
the mirage has played its game.
Footprints trace failure
back to where old hope began
mud obscures the route
the horizon keeps its word—
always staying over there.
Evening inspects shoes
muddles, each odd pair—
the map folds itself
learns to leave the porch light on
for what was never coming.
Evening shuts up shop
footprints wander back, alone
the horizon stays
still selling tomorrow's light
to those who come to its stall.
The great wild sea roars,
High waves crashing far away,
Stillness on the rocks.
Through the summer's golden haze,
I've searched for you for days
A love that never quite came true,
Still, somehow, I look for you.
I've asked the wind, I've asked the rain,
If you would ever come again,
But that's all in vain—
'Cause you were the cloud and I'm the rain.
You drift so high, I fall so low,
Waiting for you, nowhere to go—
Our separate paths across the sky,
Just to reach you, again I try.
For a moment's love,
I rose above—
I'm far to get close to you,
But cloud to rain, we'll start anew.
We were two stars
From each other, too far
With worlds between our beams, it seems
Destiny sadly found and broke our scheme
Which put my fragile mind at war
Cutting my heart to a new scar
I wish we could collide and reunite tonight
Our bright light coming to ignite
Instead we’ll have to lie alone in the sky
And slowly die with our desperate cries
Two stars, too far
Even if we had a chart, we’d remain apart
I never thought it would be this way.
Me, lying in somebody's arms,
thinking," Wow... how did i come this
far ? "
Lying here ,immagining A world where im
free
Waiting for life to simply be .
Not Caring what people think or say,
Because maybe its suppose to be this way .
You can call me insane.
For all I care , i've allways lived in pain , so just let me enjoy this happy rain .
Maybe this isn't the end
Maybe its a moment where I can be free
With no limits to ecstasy,
A moment filled with dreams and memories.
From far away the mountains rise,
blue-silver shapes in morning’s glow.
Their ridges catch the sun’s first throw,
a shimmer brushed across the skies.
Warm wind carries the meadow’s sighs,
wildflowers breathing soft below.
From far away the mountains rise,
blue-silver shapes in morning’s glow.
And though I watch with open eyes,
the peaks stay wrapped in distant snow~
a pale, bright hush I long to know.
From far away the mountains rise.
Ever since you've been gone..
I've been lonely for so long.
Ever since you left me..
There's nothing left but those memories.
Ever since we said goodbye...
I've been waiting all these lonely nights.
If only my love could ever get through...
I would find my way back to you.
Together in love..yet so far away.
As the night turns into day.
I've been reaching out for you..
Because no one loves you like I do.
I still remember yesterday...
Times just keeps on slipping away.
All these days have passed me by...
Just like faces in the sky.
Somewhere in this heart of mine..
That lonely road I left behind.
Like two drifters ... so far away..
Nothing we do can bring back yesterday.
So now I am letting go..
I am finding my way...down that lonely road.
Albert told me ...
“Everybody wants to go to Heaven
but nobody wants to die”
Stevie confessed ...
“I made my living at white juke joints
but had my fun outside”
Kris reminded me ...
“That freedom’s just another word
for nothing left to lose”
Ray repeating over and over ...
“Georgia, Georgia, the whole day
through”
Eric sang about Layla ...
“She’s got me on
my knees”
And Jimi said what Bobby wrote ...
“Along the watchtower
can’t get no relief”
Janis screamed ...
“There’s a ball & chain that holds me
to my man”
But Dylan said it best himself ...
“Don’t criticize what
you can’t understand”
(Memories Of Monterey & Woodstock: July, 2026)
Some say I am ahead of my own time
My journey propelled me through the storms that one wouldn’t be able to stand
Experiences shown me the possibilities full of vision and reason
A mind that circulates the before into enter
Some fear my entrance of philosophy
Wisdom leading out
Boundaries in knowing how to get around
Bearing the storms alone
Through the fierce and mighty fortresses
Reality and courage settling in
Uncontrollable thoughts
Unseen that nobody knows
A world that doesn’t understand
My tomorrow is not Secrete, but wide open
No secret, but just expectancy
Clever tongue
Beyond one’s own imagination
My indication
Simply far out.
Is it forbidden?
How far will I go to love?
Africa is home
In every distance away
from you,
I'd still choose you.
The days I counted, that far outnumbered,
this life I led as the seasons changed
A passing moment beneath a mirror,
of boxwood hedges I'd rearrange
These hours floated, now undefeated,
for everywhere was a landing zone
The many people, some friends and colleagues,
could not defend minutes left alone
I'm not complaining or wishing better,
I look around at the world I grew
From first day worries to final blessings,
old routes I took that somehow are new
There is a reason, I've always pondered,
with thoughts of love and those in my wake
To hope for smiles and lines remembered,
of steps and paths, I would tend to take
So now we hurry with slower paces,
the end is near and the date has come
A lowered pencil on reems of paper
and final words that that will sit undone
I whisper thank you to all who read this,
your dreams are waiting, now don't be slow
For, the days I counted, are far outnumbered,
I bid farewell, it is time to go
Thank you everyone
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