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.
moonlight falls
silent on snow
frozen towering wild turns its face to ancient sea
the ocean, brooding, darkly gazes back
waves crash on rock
ink upon the shore
beneath the endless starry surface
a world of light and wonder
fall and float among the luminescence
down
down
the kingdom of giants wide awake
among deep time and eons
majestic sirens of the fathoms
call to their kin across the stars
Titan, Ceres, Europa, Earth
sisters, cetaceans, sing
Antarctic abyss keeps its secrets
hidden since creation
epoch after epoch
as it was in the beginning
is now
and ever shall be... until
we meet amongst the midnight
in distant days ahead
"Cosmic Kiss"
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"Moments of personal growth marked my happiness
i stand in love with the idea of being with her
she made things so difficult.
One night we watched Venus and Jupiter align in the
spring sky. I fell asleep on her shoulder
and she hugged me alnight
I was so happy I had made person staus and
and it was enough for me."
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Hunger not satisfied, materialism fried
unending search in depths, philosophies sketched
Psyche gardened terrain, sovereignty a sweet cane
ancient cultures in cells, memory can be hell
indigenous wisdoms, all achetypes are prisms
suffering is fresh springs, inner calm it duly brings
knowing that all storms pass, grounding ascension class
when planet leaps the cusp, old souls jump in trust thrust
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UNIVERSAL MATTER SUBSTANCES- IN PLANETARY
Sun
Planet maybe star
blasting, blighting, shining,
planet universe matter substances
lateraling stellateing
Lunar rocky
Moon
6/2/25
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
protoplanet c r o o n s
violet
virtuoso ~
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Your eyes shine like the Sun
My chance with you, small like Mercury
My heart, near you, burns like Venus
The tears of my weeping come from Earth
When I see you, I turn red like Mars
My desire to have you, the size of Jupiter
On your fingers, I would fit the rings of Saturn
But without having you, my heart is cold like Uranus
And I keep living, lost in your blue eyes, like Neptune
You are as beautiful as a nebula
When I look at you, I’m taken to another galaxy
While I get hypnotized by the light of the stars
I imagine us dancing, orbiting moons
A sadness consumes me, like a black hole
I feel empty, alone in space
For without having you, I am a lifeless planet
But my love for you prevails, beautiful like the universe
From primal needs to lofty dreams, we soar,
Seeking security, love, and more.
Thriving, expanding, we yearn
For legacy's eternal burn.
But in our endless chase,
Earth bears the cost.
Now we must
Desire
Love.
Love for our planet, the highest call,
Responsible living for us all.
Shedding harmful wants, we find
A new path for humankind.
In balance with Earth,
We redefine
Our true
De-
sire.
We turned the mattress over,
the world was leaning to one side,
and heads were rolling.
Bodies tipped over in the night,
whole families were found to be
slanted from the slippage.
They say (meaning nobody we knew),
that the sharp cheddar and the gruyere
had saturated the dreams
of our sleeping flesh.
We upended the matrass, slept well
for a night or two,
then the pale-faced fridge began to
groan unintelligibly,
it was joined by the AC unit,
who caterwauled,
and rattled its teeth non-stop.
Slowly the planet began to readjust,
to realign.
The doomsayers were not pleased,
they had expected
so much more
than bad breath and diarrhea.
Planets are in motion and matched
upon a level plane.
Ducks are waddling faster
just to fall in line.
Pundits, prophets, and drunken poets
opine over a mystic wine,
others follow the science around
in ever increasing circles.
Dogs and cats are eloping,
bookmakers are hardly coping
for all bets are both on and off.
Could it be, is it possible?
Will the sky skinny-dip
in a new revelation of light or dark?
I am watching
the elephants and the scurrying mice;
noting if they are heading toward holes
in the fabric of a fresh 'spick and span' reality
or just fleeing one more conspiracy theory.
Meanwhile I draw straight lines
trying to figure out
how disappearing perspectives
can give us all the run-around.
Variety of thoughts with in and around,
The perceptions resulting and leading to oozing emotions that compound.
The reactions and plans to handle the perceptions become more sound.
The gurgling tidal emotions fail to differentiate between the right and wrong.
Amidst expectations and confusion, we demand understanding and reciprocation.
The fight, the pleasure, the fear, everything is within... We are ruled by emotions.
They say, inside some where we are always aware!
It’s not like that! I say it is rarely a conscious affair!!
Awareness is correction, Awareness leads to correct directions.
Awareness awakens the sense of accountability and responsibility.
Awareness detangles withering cruelties.
Those aware stand out in crowd and those unaware lead like a scout.
Source of awareness is a blessing bestowed by the supreme.
And very few step into this realm.
Source of awareness is magic of numbers,
Being granted by the planetary members.
Their awareness is the most important trait of their identity.
Such is found in rarity, their Sillage survives as legacy.
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a planetary alignment
parallel worlds
DO YOU CARE
Cinema skies displaying cosmetic lies,
a planet that's a glow with a satellite show.
Hearing the hums of electromagnetic drums.
Sea the oceans cry, and rivers flooding dry,
weather so weird, becoming so more feared.
The chemical feeds, growing poisonous greeds,
of warning words from the falling birds,
fish served upon a radio dish.
Dying lands. of storms from dust and sands.
Natures diligence versus human destructive intelligence.
Screens tell a vision,
a mental propaganda mission.
World puppets so colourful and plastic,
painting blindly, a future so fantastic.
Threats of nuclear power,
causing the cosmos to cower.
Fountains of invisible money buying time,
for all the earthly crime,
humanity creating planetary insanity.
Have you an answer when and where,
being asked "DID YOU CARE?"
Men are from Mars and
women are from Venus and
ex's are from Ur...
2019 September 09
There once was a married cosmonaut
Who out in Space did what he shouldn't ought--
Kissed a pretty Mars bar
Made love to the North Star--
Sex with a slattern from Saturn he bought
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