A luminescent scimitar
cleaves the obsidian
firmament,
An ethereal calligraphy
traced upon the cosmic
element.
Suspended in quiet majesty,
a vestige of celestial grace,
Shedding a shimmering,
iridescent glow across time
and space.
This iridescent sickle cradles
the penumbral sphere,
As whispering constellations
gather softly from far and
near.
A mesmerizing emblem of
the twilight's quiet, transient
art,
Stirring a melancholic
wonder deep within the
dreamer's heart.
Through the subterranean
expanse of the everlasting
night,
She glides with incandescent
elegance, a beacon of pure
light.
An ephemeral,
phosphorescent crescent,
beautifully designed,
Casting a captivating,
tranquil spell upon all
humankind.
Heaven’s beauty is shown with a vivid diamond night sky. A sky for guessing, for wondering, for wishing.
Black as shadows on a sunny day, lit up with an uncountable number of flickering candles settled at different distances in time and space.
Heaven’s grace has transcended from above to show light even in the blackness of darkness. Knowing even the smallest illumination can fan a fire in a blaze set in the heart of the nation of souls.
Hello, Sistar Sapio
Can I have a moment of your time?
I just want to express what's on my mind
I would like to know,
Can you go?
Better yet, will you come with me?
To a place where our minds can be free
My dearest, let's just zoom away
Far from here to a place of sagacious interplay
I would love for us to heave way up yonder
To a celestial space where few go and wander
A place where we can talk about 6 protons, 6 neutrons, and 6 electrons
True biology and kemistry, exploring the nature of carbon
You shine like a diamond
Beautifully glistening in my mind
An effervescent erudite
Just bubbling with light
I love the way your synapses and dendrites spark
A beaming light in a world so dark
Well-read, well-traveled and so versed in history
You turn on my love light when you speak about our story
Yes! Your elocution is second to none
Taming tongue twisters like a tornado that has spun
Sapiosexual I'm feeling...
your beautiful mind got me reeling
Your hippocampus is like a bottomless pit...
where loads and loads of information sit
Sistar Sapio, you're such an alluring cutie...
the more I see, the more I want to study
as foggy gust ebbs
darkening veil of skyscape ~
moonlight bursts its hue
~
5/23/2019
Dear Heart's Writing Challenge 3, May 2019
Nature Haiku Poetry Contest
Pearl
Luminous, Pale
Shining, Rolling, Crashing
Sitting in the depths of the sea
Pearl
Of course this wouldn't be your average or even upscale place
This would give you a memory that you could never replace
Its "The "Luminescent Lounge" wear your shades !
Guaranteed to be a place that will never fade!
Everything is brilliant neon
From the food to the tables you eat on
The menu consists of platters, yellow, green, blue or pink
The food is very different and plays tricks on your instincts
Obviously all the food is neon too
And eating it is a challenge to do
Have you ever eaten a neon green potato ?
How about bright pink chicken Alfredo ?
Pink Floyd and black lights
Guaranteed to be an extraordinary night !
September 5, 2016
Lead me, love with your grasping hand to a beautiful, lonely place
you envisioned in your vivid dream;
I will follow you while your long dress flaps in the rising, bluish haze
penetrated by a luminous moonbeam.
My hope is that this secret, as any other, is kept forever,
never mentioning it to anyone...wouldn't a true lover
refuse to answer this question when they ask, " Where have you been? "
We'll return to relive another night spent by the luminescent ocean.
I felled my day and lumbered my night
So we bowed to the gale that was breaking
Pray a nail in the truth of luminescent light
All mirrored murk in the worldly water lurking
How it paled my maiden rounded high
So we bowed to the gale that was breaking
I turned, as she, our shoulders to sigh
Yet she thirteen times left my quarters
How it paled my maiden rounded high
Godly captains of gold and glory fevers
I saddled less and gave a humbled homage
Yet she thirteen times left my quarters
For I was a man like any of them of age
Bereft of worship and less kindled known
I saddled less and gave a humbled homage
Riot then my night and steal my crown
I felled my day and lumbered my night
Bereft of worship and less kindled known
Pray a nail in the truth of luminescent light
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