Tacenda

Throwing my caution away to the four winds, I stand here attesting all of what life brings, The pungent scent of lemon grass pierces my nostrils, As a swallow flies against the winds and she swivels, The earth below cries under this gloomy cloud, At the sun who wanders off to the plains starry browed, […]

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A Drag in Space

There’s a Lady known to the Cosmic Whale, Who rows a boat of leaves in Space, Her oars are made from her iron will, Her eyes reflect sadness and grace, As she casts her nylon net, To fish for broken dreams in stars That glimmer like looted treasures from afar,   With each she sews […]

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The Quintessential Space-cadet

PS – written for all the Space-cadets out there – Love Ya’ll! Your mind is the galaxy’s edge, Forever expanding through – Time and Space. Hardening like diamonds everything It comes across – Forming crystallised, multifaceted Webs of information Very much like Nebulae Yet free-flowing through dimensions unvisited – Black-holes and beyond, Light-years away, From this […]

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Only Daughter of Sol

Aeons ago when Sol wept tears, That sparked fireworks in the Milky-way, Flares of Orange seeped, Not farther away from his reach, Pure Cantaloupe – the soothing orange of affection, Prancing Tiger – the blinding orange of courage and enlightenment, and Ribbons of Rust – the orange of blithe and eternal lust, Set Venus afloat like […]

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Quicksilver

Aeons before ‘aeons’ was termed, A boring ball of Grey-Matter Whose origin is alien, hung In Blackness stiller than the night, Before Sol came into being, Who is often confused for his daughter Moon of the Hunt, Mercury. If you look closely you’ll see – That is if your eye can capture The sight of aqueous […]

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Dawn of a Red Orb

Aeons ago Sol wept embers into space, Down his flaring beard, Such tears that spewed like fireworks , Of vibrant variants of voracious reds. There was the intoxicating Merlot – the strong red of wine, The holy Garnet – the sturdy red of the Earth, Sangria the profane – the red of warfare and bloodshed, […]

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Krill?

Spacey to his surprise was like the vast ocean, Home to astral bodies and flying objects in motion, A million colours unknown to the Cosmic whale, For he saw only in Black and White, Waxed this void like a canvas painted by Miro, With little dots that swam about and formed images – As if […]

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