Nova Sower
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Quietus of a Friend
in the glittering wake
of the future
he lives
lighting our way
across the mystic sea
of souls
that our whimsical tomorrows
might toast
his favorite goblet
and share the fun
of yesteryears
Emery Board
Fairy Dust
Pyxies
a privy party
flittering their magic
to powder the face
of Autumn’s sleep
Enchantress of Water
to be Yesterday’s guests
on all fours
ascending the days of Spring
and her shade
of Jaguar and company
to share Nature’s pipe
with the glyphs of gladiators’ rules
the calculator of Heaven
the battalion of pillars in their allegiance to Rain
the spirits enslav’d by the great pool
all swaddl’d by Land’s mane
with Today’s bloodkin
LOOMinescence
Contemplation
over half a century ‘tis been
since to th’ unknown
Time first spoke
in the vocabulary of tears
and now Heaven’s Brew crashes
o’er my lodgings
into the blueness
stirring ever brightly
‘twixt th’ Eastern Valley
and tears are spoken again
on Time’s wake
binding myself with old vows
will ever I keep?
Oh! You’re home early.
Volcano
open wounds
be it once a year
or once an eon
so long as my veins
swell and burst and overflow
so too will th’ Earth
taste th’ air
so too will other life
be bless’d with breath
