....what are stars?
together as one they are
lights upon a darken sky.
a reminder lucid and clear
we are not one and alone.
....what are stars?
radiant upon the dark sky
twinkling, shinning bright.
bright like a lovers eyes.
in silent awe we sit and stare.
....what are stars?
are they inspiration for poets?
are they inspiration for musicians?
a muse for every one alike.
a muse for a romantic interlude
....what are stars?
are they a astrologists mystery,
an never ending debate
of who is wrong, who is right.
the answer the greatest mystery of all
....what are stars?
are they signs of many
other alien galaxies.
or just nature`s
twisted joke on us.
....what are stars?
are they exploding vortexes in a distant sky.
creating a new raw energy,
creating a new entity of life
are they eyes watching it all come to life?
....what are stars?
are they doorways to other dimensions of time?
where the parallel existence resides.
along another path we may walk,
the opposite to the one we are on, here.
Categories:
vortexes, inspiration, night,
Form: Free verse
Light my way, O autumn skies.
Tough turbulence, roll, soul. Endeavor, smoky skies.
Wanton, golden bowl? Veer. Rapture, raptor hawk?
Gibbous frost, allure, dark moon.
Cloud castles, arrive through, vortexes. Nexus.
Crystal blue-hued gusts, blow.
Sunbeams, waterfalls, heaven's tumbleweeds.
Cluster up damp, urban life.
Troubled, vagabond?
Too late, frozen? Repent? Up!
Folly of summer, blaze high.
Strangers in a foreign land, stand.
Riddle, red. Dead? Inside? Pride!
Forever, eternally, always.
Chill month, outlander? Deeply.
Oracle, paint portraits in far stars. Read.
Blot out, eccentric mind. Oar? For? Lore...
O bleak ink ocean, splatter at will. Chill.
Weeping wolf, winter.
Nicker, mare, wicker, man, ichor. Box...
Categories:
vortexes, allegory, allusion, bereavement, bridal
Form: Suzette Prime
aromatic beauty creates
dancing ethereal flowers
glowing high into jovial
kites lacquering moon
nature oasis polishes
quasars royal stars
tracing universal vortexes
xenoliths yearn zeal
February 1st 2010
Categories:
vortexes, adventure, celebration, creation, dance,
Form: ABC
holes in form at vortexes are now visible
energy gateways connecting with aether
each portal syncs to a specific frequency
yet communicating as a collective whole
we have no favourites although we notice
toroidal heart and fontanel lead the pack
of course the vertical grid that loops form
may amplify as of need any energy centre
continuous trickle of sublime soma nectar
an ever delighting seductive tease divine
whilst the potent hum of bliss magnetism
embodies within us essence of living light
Categories:
vortexes, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
Rushing toward the desert monsoon
I sought to capture a rare midday storm.
We arrived to the valley of ever-changing dunes
with quilted layers shifting in cadential form.
Isolated and distant beneath purple majestic peaks
whose grains of time find harsh deposit.
Ocean winds once prevailing now serve faithless creeks
meandering through limestone composites.
An expanse where time ceases and wind erases,
sounds existing only between the spaces of my steps.
Shimmering purple hues and tumultuous lightning amazes,
awakening childlike wonder in sacred vortexes.
This afternoon midnight sky sings to me a quiet minuet,
falling upon the desert’s newest sapphire silhouette.
Categories:
vortexes, easter, nature, purple, storm,
Form: Sonnet
Within the delegate thunder that opens portals to the mind,
Opiates navigate the cerebral conundrum of confusion...
Virtual landscapes exist amidst temporary voiceless vortexes,
Temples of time and thought in a quixotic quarantine…
Oblivious oblivions open upon their abstract apprehensions,
One second or a thousand years of anxiety and exotic endeavors...
Hallucinogens hibernating within the unobservant unconscious,
Creative cognitions contaminate the vaulted vaporous voids…
The dreamer's dream of their voyeuristic voyages and false realities,
Fragile forever is fainting with facades fermented upon illusions...
Meditation amongst speculative storms of the penal gland rising,
The Glass Menagerie still stands until it shatters like a lost dream.
May.18.2020
In the fragility of dreams
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Categories:
vortexes, confusion, dream, mystery,
Form: Free verse
Eternal Teardrops
Eternal teardrops trapped in tangled tautological time...
Through the infinite voids, my liquid love longs for you,
admits dimensional vaporous vortexes a cosmic climb
Within each teardrop an ocean, a deluge of love’s bliss,
drowning in tenacious tears of the love that I will miss
With reflections of you in each drop drip before my view,
and moist echoes cascading in love's parallel paradigm.
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Aug.08.2018
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Categories:
vortexes, destiny, lost love, time,
Form: Rhyme
There was a species that thought itself smart
That lived without harmony in its heart
Used earth as a dumping place
While asking God for His grace
But God ordered it to change or to part! *
© Demetrios Trifiatis
09 June 2018
10-10-7-7-10
* Yesterday, June 8 was World Oceans Day. It was celebrated around the world to make us aware of the damage we have caused to our oceans.
They say that 6.3 billion tons of plastic have been thrown into them which means, as the General Secretary of UN has said, that by 2050 we will have more plastic than fish in the oceans.
Right now five vortexes ( Islands) of plastic have been formed and the largest one is in the North Pacific which is twice the size of Texas or four times the size of Germany.
This Limerick is my humble effort to raise awareness of the damage we have caused to our oceans and the risks our species takes!
Categories:
vortexes, fish, life, ocean, pollution,
Form: Limerick
Black moons on water, deep mirrors of dark
Dark glass where wine whirls in vortexes wild
Wild overfall sucking in seaweed and fish
Fish drowning in the madness of my inner child
Stay with me, wave demons away from my soul
Soul, anima mea, my fears of the night
Night is the time where my demons run free
Free me, please save me, bring me to light
Black moons on dark trees where owls sit and stare
Stare at me with round deep black haunted eyes
Eyes are the windows of tormented self
Self hate my monster to beat undisguised
One day I will see only sun in the sky
Sky, autumn breeze, I spread my wings... and fly
***
January 3, 2017
Categories:
vortexes, allusion, angst, anxiety, dark,
Form: Sonnet
An unfortunate calibre is a turtle turning in a towel. Vast vistas vacate villages videoing vests vehemently And all the time the sleeping beast snores as the cattle drive by in their mooving mobile manufactured machines. It is never wise to sit and stare at such a display of destruction. For restrictions can even be found in a tree root. Thus enabling an atomic automobile in an apron to attempt a curling dive. But not in a hairdressers nor in a cotton cottage garden. So one two three then whisper to the whales. How rather gallant. And how perfectly formed is a fine angled sheet on a washing line. Motionless but moving. Slight tepid breezes to assist drying. And a little flirtatious dove sparkling with a neat tiara and wand. Over a grey. Through a black. Olive oil and a sultry smile from a doorstep snake. Writhing in a wild wind. Such craftsmanship in an opaque skyline. Visionary visualising via very vertical vortexes. And quite often a radio held cup is indifferent to the fall out from portrayed portion of potatoes. Hahaha sensory steam hahaha lake learning laughter hahaha stem cell of sand xxxxx hypnotising hypothetical hippopotamus xxxxx bionic bread xxxxx vertiginous Z.
Categories:
vortexes, animal, arabic, art, beautiful,
Form: I do not know?
Global warming's changing our world,
as deserts increase, farmland shrinks.
And ancient glaciers have no ice,
the sea's dying and the air stinks.
Weather upheavals forecast gloom,
as rivers flood altered courses.
And torrential rains drench the earth,
a shift in natural forces.
Virgin forests scared by fire's flame
leave barren soil to rot and mold.
And mountains of water-soaked mud
slide down slopes, unable to hold.
Volcanoes erupt in the depths,
birthing tsunamis at their rim.
And waves rise to devastate lives,
where water is too swift to swim.
A spotted sun bakes the ozone,
tinging twilight, ocher, and rust.
And tornados chew up the ground,
vortexes grinding life to dust.
Earth rebuffs belated efforts
it's too late for token repairs.
For Man forgot one basic rule,
nature governs earthly affairs.
(Quatrain)
0/8/2016
Categories:
vortexes, angst, change, environment, how
Form: Quatrain
Caught in the maelstrom
A world of darkness and misery
for bewildered and tortured souls
A world where howling winds
reside in vortexes of black holes
A world where hope is just a word
whispered in a soft murmur
A world where psychotic episodes
revel at hopes murder
A world where even light can't penetrate
the dungeons of the imagination
Where friendships and hope are wrecked
on crashing waves of desperation
How can one survive in this hostile world
where hope is hopelessly caught in the maelstrom?
Pray to the God who can resurrect hope
and shelter you from miseries hailstorm!
John Derek Hamilton
August 25,2016
Categories:
vortexes, confusion, depression, god, hope,
Form: Rhyme
I'm in the town called Tranquility absorbing the sun
Holidaying am I amidst the valley of said sins
Such joyous commotions viewing children's fun
Seeing happiness abound in wondrous spin
But it's the nature of being here, knowing it's begun
Cotton wool clouds caught by grayed demons be
It's just a matter of moments that they engulf all we
Next morning I awaken to skies of deadened grey
In the distance funnels of evil rotate their dread
Swirling spiral vortexes never shy in their display
Their ignorance now shared delivered imbed
Such her power no prisoners she now portrays
Overturned cars, houses adrift trees now stripped
If such were to be human on a drug fueled trip
God, build me some mountains to surround this plain
Allow said sins to be attracted to forever dissipate
Never to allow grief as such, these tremendous pains
Their height being there simply closes the vortex gate
Lets learn from said angers that they never will again
I'm in the town called Tranquility absorbing the sun
Holidaying where am I, seeing parasols in lightly spun
.
Categories:
vortexes, abuse, anger, anxiety, confusion,
Form: Ottava rima
Silver blue visage of the moon is soaked in essence of the soul
The moon looks eerie red in the mid fall
The triad of time grows beyond all control
It extends the depth of it all
If there is a God his name could be time
It is in time
That nirvana of thought grows to sublime
In ever expanding dimensions of by it spawned time
The ultimate consciousness extends through abyss
It is the spirit the divine the bliss
Awe inspiring temporal expands of nirvana of thought is
In ultimate consciousness ever greater that expanse is
But there is always something beyond
Something that from earlier realization has spawned
But to expand the mind to point realization is not needed for the growth to unfold
Now that is the power for soul to behold
But even realization needed or not is subordinate to time
But the powers of realization expand mastery of time
And that is what is sublime
And that is the power of vortexes prime
Categories:
vortexes, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Of ancient shrines
Of Ancient shrines rise Prometheus
where buttressed walls crumble in the minds eye
we take our dance of cosmic chance
Colder shades then open seas in praise of life we seek
we leave it to microbial dust and enrich the mind
in symbolic rhyme
Where beauty walks a shadows edge dissolved in empty space
back to the garden of nature an age of innocence is born
like wounded faun we’ve weathered storm and awaken the
minds of men
Supernova vortexes evolve in double helix spirals of the solar wind
from protozoan revolutions
we are stardust once again
and universes are we
where up is down and in is out and all of us set free
Categories:
vortexes, allegory, analogy, beauty, celebration,
Form: Free verse
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