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Premium Member Where Is Home

Among several sublime
and subprime
sacred meanings
and secular purposes
for HOME,
in October Sunbeams
of BlueSky enlightenment
and GreenEarth empowerment,

Dennis Lehane's HOME
refining peaceful stable minds
defining sacred communion
for unconditional compassionate love,
not intentionally unkind

I could not sync
with mythological
or ecological
or theological CONCEIT

But, also could not find a replacement
until recalling indigenously wise
nature-spirited refacement
of EarthMother's EcoRoom,
a regenerate matriarchal WOMB

Making peace for Here
Now sacred place,
until we disregard
dismantle
desecrate
and degenerate,
in AnthroSupremacist ways
down toward MotherEarth's TOMB
GLOOM

Extracted
cancelled 
pathological HOME 
of DOOM

Which maybe does say something
about mythologically epic
CONCEIT.

The Moon

'Shining in borrowed feathers'*1
                                         cursed to have Face scars *2
                                        shines still to lovers' s delight  



                              (  *1 : Moon shines because of Sun;
                                  *2 : scars which are scars due to 
                                meteorite bombardment, mythologically
                                stands to be scars due to a curse on the Moon
                               hurled by his father-in-law)

A Study In Equinoxes

Beautiful Venus smiled upon her Mars
Diving through time and space, falling from stars

With hooded eyes she moved to entice him
Green hips waving about, a flower stem

When Spring revealed her kingdom to his awe
At last Jack Frost's cold heart began to thaw

They slowly sway together, building trust
and into the virile clay he did thrust

Sweet succulent nectar she did siphon
In full sun, the fruit began to ripen

He grew much stronger, harvesting the field
Took such pride in the bounty it did yield

But time caught up to him and he grew old
Autumn leaves mourned his light that now shone cold

Venus held him close and they danced once more
his body weakened and her waters tore

Taking one last gasping breathe, another
 The wailing son now proclaims her mother

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Not necessarily mythologically accurate...but a cute little story about the seasons.


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