Short Obsidian Poems
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Oh glamorous thief
You have stolen all my dreams
And hidden them each
In your obsidian keep
Where I search for them in vain.
I’ll keep this light in a box
Of crystal and obsidian
And bury it in my chest
I’ll let it melt and flow
And shine behind my eyes
I wish a obsidian lightning smooth sailing half and half on the sun's rays as it strikes down
11/13/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Scrapped myself across
obsidian finger tipped
tree tops
as the blistered red yawn
drags upon saliva skies
skin and bone
hanging empty doll
prone to be alone
An Obsidian cube
rotating the waves
in liquid frenzy;
surf sings its elation;
Metatron’s cube.
1-30-2022
A STRAND (1062) Poetry Contest
Brian Strand
Over lambent plains
of blond wheat,
braided spikes
rustling
in flaxen breeze,
a flock of crows
seesaws
like obsidian scythes
in cider firmament
under harvest sun's afternoon eye.
Our Summer's begun
Neath the gold-plated sun
Past opals of Fall
Winter diamonds enthrall
Chilled whippoorwill cries
Sad obsidian eyes
Thru tears it must sing
Of emeralds in Spring
Quiet, but for the steady
murmur of waves along
an obsidian beach.
Remnants of an ocean storm,
somewhere between
here and Japan.
Sometime between
Passé Imparfait et
Plus-que-parfait.
Idea concrete
Encased in platinum
Obsidian
No persuasion
Enters in
Or can enter out
Once decided
Resolutely unchangeable
I know this man
Idea concrete
Inaccessible
Opened never
Obsidian velvet
Parts the leaves;
Silent paws impress
The land and in
Moonlit shadows;
A great specter hides.
In one swift flash
Of light and shadow-play,
Panther takes his prey.
ruby
red lips kiss
the watery sapphire depths
upon hot summer morning
sky's obsidian recesses and below
shadowy depths inky puzzle awaits light
creatures come to life when those
lips offer kisses
comforting
red lips
Wolves baying at old
Mother Moon as she sits in
Obsidian sky;
Night slipped unnoticed;
Across the land, waking her;
Assigned her to work.
She and Sun will not
Be able to retire;
They will work till death.
Wolves baying at old
Mother Moon as she sits in
Obsidian sky;
Night slipped unnoticed;
Across the land, waking her;
And put her to work.
She and Sun will not
Be able to retire;
They will work till death.
I can hear you sigh
As you rustle the sheets,
Lost in a dream.
Sleep is evading me
So I lay
With you
And look through my window
Not at the obsidian lake
Nor the candlelit roses
But at the luminescent moon
Beautiful in its solitude.
Overwhelming, onset of October
Ogling old owls
Overjoyed with orange overgrowth
Overtakes obsidian opulence.
10/1/2020
7pm PST
There is a dragon named Darren
His scales gleaming gold and obsidian
Lore, emotions, magic, protection
These are his specialties
He is guide, friend, and mentor
Without him I would be
One of the soulless dead
Consuming all who draw near
He spreads his lordly cape to slow his descent, gloved talons softly gripping metal throne, his obsidian pallium opulent and ominous. Empowered by wonder and awe, I swallow fear, holding the chthonic messenger’s gaze
Curiosity binds us
The vigilant Seraphim turns
Drinking from clear, gurgling streams,
catching frogs, unfolding dreams,
without iPhones, watches or clocks,
sitting high on granite rocks -
my memory is unwinding
a young boy exploring and finding
pumice and obsidian flakes
in the mountains over Mammoth Lakes.
You are my obsidian dream and I will quarry your love
In the Temples of Oblivion, reveal your secrets to me!
Let us strike a mortal bargain to smite the dull frame of night.
Michael Dom
Sijo in a temple
created 12/12/13 - resurrected 08/05/14
Asterisms flicker
one sleek obsidian night;
solstice slips away
Snowdrop shoots nosing
petals into bitter winds;
first whispers of spring
Sparkling laughter runs
among the pebbles and reeds;
melt-water music
Bright blue, wet green days
wash away winters lather;
vernal equinox.
Obsidian curly hair
Honey tinted skin
Big ears chained to silver crosses
Dark-brown, warm eyes
Curves of graceful symmetry
Return to Valinor at once!
Before I worship more than your skin,
Lest my heart warm up to yours
Mayhaps you await your Elessar,
Do you see him in me?
Beneath dusk twilight briskness of the night
Natures briefest of deep hesitations.
Off a bumpy quiet foot path, deeper
Into root of virgin forest towards
Narrows a patch beneath thick mixed coppice.
Moon views with romantic nightingale's croon,
Pleasure upon obsidian hue lake.
I hand you radiant light
You hand me black stones
Blackened by your fears
Never to see the sun
For fear of pain to come.
Darkest obsidian from years gone by
What is the greater tragedy?
Where is your power to know?
Muted from within
I sigh dark misery
You hand me black stones.....
Form:
Beneath an obsidian sky
Twinkles of light gleam through the trees
As fireflies were blinking nearby
Beneath an obsidian sky
The breeze sways the trees with a sigh
Fireflies put on a show to please
Beneath an obsidian sky
Twinkles of light gleam through the trees
1-8-2026
Beyond the storm cloud’s silver lining
The sun is pouring molten gold
To set the diamond raindrops shining
And each new leaf with jade enfold
Rubies plucked from red rose petals
Obsidian from the raven’s wing
Speak not of precious gems and metals
When April’s treasures come each spring.