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Stars

within the catastrophe awaits a notion
a hook, a thread, an unfurling devotion

forever falling - cascading in time
to always be his and he always mine

sometimes we follow a fading star
find stories in its essence about who we are

about-turn and unravel to expose the substrate
temptation not required for emergence of fate

take a gamble to force the reveal
let go of languor, add tension we can feel

step off the edge and await pure black
find ourselves at the beginning of the very same track

I know him, I've known this but let me dive deeper
uncover the secrets not even known to their keeper

embrace the objective, move ahead of the curve
be inside the slow dance, but simultaneously observe

view backwards, race past predestination
objectively witness moments of true captivation

see from a distance what cognition requires
show me the equation that explains our desires

for we circle and cross and create maps in the sky
bound on this path and I need to know why

there must be wisdom to our blinking pulsation 
a purpose that explains all of creation 

let me learn of the spark and effervesce in the trail
become one with the meaning as you lift the veil

let me overload and explode into glorious ash
to immerse and burn out in final rapturous flash
Form: Rhyme


Depth of Field

Development laps at emaciated canvas
Exponential images whisper a thousand words
Chemical dip shifts generic into candid
Graphic effigy given vigour by a brief submerge


Slippery minutes expand sqare memoir
Retrieved from squalid pool, jumped illustrious
Pregnant with wisdom from an embalm
Faith puts detail on paper basic miscellaneous


Source of light firms fine composition 
Blankness bask enables solid ice to effervesce
Supernatural Spirit delivered christens
Fermented parchment finds miracles manifest



          
              15th February
     Philosophic Rearrangement
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member April, May and June: a Terzanelle

How beautiful are April, May and June.
All give enchantment as they come and go.
Each graces me by light of sun or moon.

Sun kisses earth so warmly with its glow.
Oh, April, May and June – their days I love.
All give enchantment as they come and go.

April’s fragrance always I want more of.
May arrives. The sweet perfume keeps coming.
Oh, April, May and June – their days I love.

Early spring – birds winging and bees humming,
yes, come late spring – I’m just as happy too.
May arrives. The sweet perfume keeps coming.

I ask you – how can anyone feel blue?
Why, even by spring’s end, I effervesce!
Yes, come late spring, I’m just as happy too.

June ushers in the summer with finesse.
How beautiful are April, May and June.
Why, even by spring’s end I effervesce!
Each graces me by light of sun or moon.


May 1, 2022 for L. Milton Hankins'  An Original Terzanelle Poetry Contest

Premium Member The Seed

Someone left a seed to grow
on barren fertile land. 
From seed to tree
for you and me
Its beauty our command.

Someone planted grape vines
along a broken fence.
Now our glasses bubble
with fragrant effervesce.

I see waves of rye and wheat
dancing in bright sun.
Someone plowed those fields for us,
food for everyone.

Sun and sky and clouds above,
who placed those wonders there?
No one standing on this earth
dare try to walk on air.

Moon and stars and lightning bolts,
silver way on high!
What amazing majesty
just to please our eye.

So who then took their time for this?
Does anybody know?
Let me think with all my might.
No one I think—although.....

Written May 16, 2016
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Montreal - Apr 29

O’ Mother!, take me back at last, receive
—(unclasped arms as vast as mine)—my embrace;
this longing, laughing love, the proof and grace
of my abiding for your shores.—I grieve 

the lasting loss that shear struck—do believe
my grave and groveling art of disgrace,—
when ten years had but barely found their place
in my life. As with you then, now I leave

behind the home I’ve called as such awhile,
and answer your unbroken imperative:
anew with you! once more to your sweet heart!
I—through my candid, unshadowed smile—
effervesce—(so this is what it means to live!)
a new part! a chance for a novel start!


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