The eddies mist cold
Lavender melts under snow
Bleeds purple on white
Silence glistens here
Chilled pools beckon promising
Reflection under
Among all two find
A sense of having been there
Empathetic eyes
Shall never lose me
Shouts beyond the din recede
To vast empty stretch
Circular water
Too near the edge of the falls
The promise to drown
Holding fast they plunge
In momentary freefall
Defying the crush
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© Chagall 2016
Stars are formed in clouds
Of gas and dust, nebulae
Nuclear at core
Stars provide enough
Energy brightly for years
The exact lifetime
We are born of stars
So proud until we pulsar
When fusion ceases
Eons erase hope
What once would light forever
Turns to gamma ray
Pridefully suns sear
Hot too fast, too self-consumed
No cheeks yet to burn
Godspeed is lightspeed
We see until we are blind
Not invisible
We are dark matter
More of us than meets the eye
Feel our gravity
Ripped seams in space-time
Blessed beings emerge headfirst
The dead prefer breach
Nothing left to burn
Suns die everyday out here
To leave voids of love
Massive cores collapse
Passages to yesterday
Bridges to Other
When stars burn cooler
Life has opportunity
Everywhere blue worlds
The scent of Goddess
Permeates all creation
Sweet salinity
Life is atmosphere
Creatures born to see the light
Watercolorists
Fine pointillism
Clarity from a distance
Planets at the edge
Accelerating
Behind us time looms ahead
Wrapped implicitly
We are young again
Stellate beings thrice reborn
Twice kissed we are alone
Before words we were
Nothing, pointed subtlety
Essentially stars
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© Chagall 2016
Anyone remember fellow blogger greeneyedchess?
Does anyone know what happened to her, how she might be faring?
best – Carlos
Stars are formed in clouds
Of gas and dust, nebulae
Nuclear at core
Stars provide enough
Energy brightly for years
The exact lifetime
We are born of stars
So proud until we pulsar
When fusion ceases
Eons erase hope
What once would light forever
Turns to gamma ray
Pridefully suns sear
Hot too fast, too self-consumed
No cheeks yet to burn
Godspeed is lightspeed
We see until we are blind
Not invisible
We are dark matter
More of us than meets the eye
Feel our gravity?
Ripped seams in space-time
Blessed beings emerge headfirst
The dead prefer breach
Nothing left to burn
Suns die everyday out here
To leave voids of love
Massive cores collapse
Passages to yesterday
Bridges to Other
When stars burn cooler
Life has opportunity
Everywhere blue worlds
The scent of Goddess
Permeates all creation
Sweet salinity
Life is atmosphere
Creatures born to see the light
Watercolorists
Fine pointillism
Clarity from a distance
Planets at the edge
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Please see:
A form called Loku
Anyone interested in collaborating on this form?
© Chagall 2016
I grow so weary of the same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old same old crap.
© Chagall 2016
Stars are formed in clouds
Of gas and dust, nebulae
Nuclear at core
Stars provide enough
Energy brightly for years
The exact lifetime
We are born of stars
So proud until we pulsar
When fusion ceases
Eons erase hope
What once would light forever
Turns to gamma ray
Pridefully suns sear
Hot too fast, too self-consumed
No cheeks yet to burn
Godspeed is lightspeed
We see until we are blind
Not invisible
We are dark matter
More of us than meets the eye
Feel our gravity?
Ripped seams in space-time
Blessed beings emerge headfirst
The dead prefer breach
Nothing left to burn
Suns die everyday out here
To leave voids of love
Massive cores collapse
Passages to yesterday
Bridges to Other
When stars burn cooler
Life has opportunity
Everywhere blue worlds
The scent of Goddess
Permeates all creation
Sweet salinity
© Chagall 2016
Stars are formed in clouds
Of gas and dust, nebulae
Nuclear at core
Stars provide enough
Energy brightly for years
The exact lifetime
We are born of stars
So proud until we pulsar
When fusion ceases
Eons erase hope
What once would light forever
Turns to gamma ray
Pridefully suns sear
Hot too fast, too self-consumed
No cheeks yet to burn
Godspeed is lightspeed
We see until we are blind
Not invisible
We are dark matter
More of us than meets the eye
Feel our gravity?
Ripped seams in space-time
Blessed beings emerge headfirst
The dead prefer breach
Nothing left to burn
Suns die everyday out here
To leave voids of love
Massive cores collapse
Passages to yesterday
Bridges to Other
© Chagall 2016
My pen appears happier
today to trace old lines,
worn-out niceties seemingly
inspired, but merely sophomoric,
a glimpse of infinity proffered
to none but the many.
I yearn to be
amid the few.
© Chagall 2016
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