Teasing eyes that I can never get out
In my reveries, they haunt forever
Voluminous euphoric feelings sprout
And engross my musings without sever
Spend time gazing at the infinite highs
Your enthralling phiz pervades the blue screen
Decipher the transmitted from your eyes
Profound silence beat the heartstrings umpteen
Enchanting voice resonates in my heart
Droops me into a hallucination
Wish to soar leaving the whole realm apart
Quiet moments with exhilaration
Take the stand of Lord Byron to admire
You, as it's the lone thing that I aspire
Did you remake yourself
out of rust and algae again?
Yesterday was a gray beached hull
now it’s summer in the cornfields,
the tangy air has a towheaded phiz.
The mosquitoes have submarines
they crash dive each new morn.
The flowers are all gulping,
and the rain is just enough.
Light flirts around mossy steel silos
and the brick and mortar works
of long belted vicinities.
Sorry I missed you,
I hear your dawn was spectacular,
that the mist was a copper penny
on some other tongues.
At that moment
I was watching a nickel dipped sunrise
paddle over another Ohioan horizon.
I photographed it,
but missed your otherness elsewhere,
and of course you had changed again
before I could get to you.
Be it day or night
ever open it is;
growing dark or bright,
The big eyes never cease.
Seeing all is Her might,
loosing not Her glance in the breeze
but only come to ireful weeping fright
for any drying sea.
Saints doth make it bright,
standing upright to their service,
all is but open to Her sight;
excluding not the secret phiz.
Something doth keep me straight
for bad upcoming peels off,
all like peels of yam
and free I always be as overflowing water.
What a revealer the BIG eyes is!
As slumber rides in man,
Never does it ride the BIG eyes
for they're but contrasts;
division of flesh and spirit.
The sun shines to the earth,
In open and secret it does;
The tranquil breeze breathe breath to earth
whistling a bit of the BIG eyes.
White and black deeds she sees
The bounty of actions from head to toe;
why do we not with conscience live
all going ipso facto.
Impermanence
We’re waves
Thaw, melt and freeze
Impermanence of breeze
We're castles of sand -
Leveled by bully's hand
We’re spider webs and beaver dams all
Mists and illusions ephemeral
We’re mountains disappearing
We’re rivers just appearing –
Carrying cliffs to emerald sea
We’re a smile of effervescent tea
We’re the sparkling wines that fizz
We’re the physiognomy of phiz
We’re a never lasting permanence
We’re dewing drops of excellence
We’re flying feathers of wren
We’re lotus gardens of Zen.
We're Qi.
A magic knight coursing on in brilliance
On lean hack in clanging, cleaving aegis,
Crunching incantation-dark, blunt, and grunt.
So light illumines his cold, whiskered phiz
And it predates the warrior in night hunt.
Chase is stashed by shade then stir lulls to prance
When periphery is gorged by a mist.
Pitches of bolts burst ahead ere he cries.
His corpus recoils from cuffs in the breasts;
Wide-flat nose lights down to the ground; he dies.
A magic knight coursing on in brilliance
On lean hack in clanging, cleaving aegis,
Crunching incantation-dark, blunt, and grunt.
So light illumines his cold, whiskered phiz
And it predates the warrior in night hunt.
Chase is stashed by shade then stir lulls to prance
When periphery is gorged by a mist.
Pitches of bolts burst ahead ere a miss.
Startle angers his shield of sparks in haste;
Shots hotfoot through with explosions, vanish.
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