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lundi, avril 15, 2019

The Singurality...

The Singurality

Far faraway reds and yellows glow
it verifies for all who want to know
that matter eventually disappears in flashes
and leaves nothing, not even ashes

That blazing breach fires the imagination
it generates deep questions
concerning dark silence in our existence
and the meaning of human presence

The calculations of a dead man
urged humanity to understand 
the nature of Universal reality
all while stretching our mind's capability

Dark silence exists to stop time forever
as it gobbles all surrounding matter
to make everything disappear 
nothing is left and there's no one to care

" We're all star stuff that disappears or dies
we should all look at the empty sky
and feel the darkness sublime
although this may take us some time..." William Auden





dimanche, avril 07, 2019

LoveLightning...Revision #3

Love Lightning 

When love lightning strikes us
the flash ignites our lust
it wraps our glowing hearts in brightness
and chases away veils of darkness

The glow reveals us at our best
Illuminates the path to happiness
while soaking us in ' joie de vivre '
that surges in moments of loving heat

Then, bodies entwined search for purpose
seek what lies under the surface
beneath the flame that colors the waning day
while hours spent tick away

That unpredictable energetic discharge
will catch us by surprise
to never twice direct its strike
on our life situations alike

'Tis our fate to occupy that place
during our life in time displaced
to be rocked by the bolt's presence
revealing loves beautiful essence

MAY LOVE LIGHTNING STRIKE US ALL
URGING US TO IN LOVE FALL





lundi, avril 01, 2019

A Walk in the Park...

A Walk in the Park

Cold crystals cut by the season
momentary loveliness displayed for no reason
float on wind currents ever fair
only to settle here and there

I notice footprints on the meandering trail
slowly they vanish in light now pale
the semi-darkness is full of diamonds
crafted by a full moon condition
that spawns shadowy creatures under moonglow 
lurking in the fresh fallen snow
they focus my awareness of the moment
while winds whisper some eerie comments

-THEY SEEM TO SUGGEST-

Welcome the Seasons cold
fear not the night that unfolds
walk briskly with wind at your back
towards the nights moonlit black

There's time to spare before the midnight hour
choose well the path you desire
while alone strolling on evening clear
So, enjoy the parks frosted air