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miscellany diaries, on the daily darkness breaths in 'one' manifest
1.
<< earthen are her flavours, the dusk a m e s m e r i z e >>
buzzing ever, tiny twittering
my dusky teabird
neither the dazzling metallic blue
jugulars.... of this terace garden’s
humble- Olive backed Cinnyris
sunbird’s
blinding
peacockish iridescence
with its fanning
midair-acrobatical
stillness suspension in
magnetic fluttering
sonations…
nor its feminine counterpart's
yellow pastel matte breasted
to bellied.. in ultrasonic long beeping
subconscious-awakening chirpy yearns
of a dawn’s anthem ..in the
dewdropfresh nectarine bushes
of guavavish white blossoms...
nor the unheard, the exotic
hummingbirds of the west
nor the electric alacrity blues
to their haunting melancholy
of chirpily balcony-mobbing
dusky-blue bellied flycatchers
from the Congo ...
are...as cute & extemporaneously energising
to the heavenly verve of you, my steamy sizzly
teabird
clad as the earthen dusty & sandy, the
very sparrow-like, flying high in
ethereal spirits ..in embedments of
the tensely triangulating time
the simple timeless teabird
you, an embodiment of eternal
souling cosmic energy.. in discrete
freeform ..yet the flowing freeverse
as the freefalling feathery freedom
rainfall
2.
\\ burns R.A.W. the wildfire, silence of the lascivious cacao 'darkness' //
deeply tonguing silence...
are the seemingly surface, the
night ripples in orchestration, in
wicked winking wav(er)ing smirks
malefic undercurrents in the contagious cinereous charging, that
one straightened lightning streak of a scratchy light its adjacent
lonely pillared singly lamppost reflects… trembles silverine in a
sigmoidal crookedness vibrations… in devilish frothy breathing
creatures of the buried benthic dark, frightening to resurface..
that out of nowhere
sudden bubbleburst of an explosive clap’s a creative reflex
a channeling influx of never ever -attenuating ionic passion..
whirlpools an atomic fusioning fissions in bombastic acoustic
enough to repel away the stealthy progressing slithery reptile
towards its invisibly hidden pitch-black prey (of the) darkness
3.
&& and then, there's this twilightic sandwi(t)ching spice.. &&
sultry
and sweaty glistens... are the seducing dusky~dark interface
suffocating in desiccate wantonness of a svelte scripted sculpt
…an insatiably thirsting foreplaying hunger.. for an eruptively
thriving orgasmic floatative nothingness
digging porous points ..in but dotting densifying emphatic
circulars of pithy blackholes within...sucking innards in an
ecstatically detaching lightness elevating accelerations...
pure l o v e
Published 17th Dec 2019
| Edited 20th Dec 2019
Author's Note
nothing but love. all is love. p u r e .
you know. robonoid xx
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you know. robonoid xx
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17th Dec 2019 2:24pm
17th Dec 2019 2:27pm
love. just love. pure & forever dear Ahavati, my wise one & lighthouse of du..
gratitudes deeply & <3 <3 xoxo
gratitudes deeply & <3 <3 xoxo
17th Dec 2019 2:31pm
Nothing gets more sacred than pure Love, that's for certain, Uma. <3
I Love you too! xoxoxoxoxoxo
I Love you too! xoxoxoxoxoxo
17th Dec 2019 2:31pm
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17th Dec 2019 3:03pm
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Anonymous
17th Dec 2019 3:16pm
I can only agree with comments above doo dah. It's almost a religious experience lying in the tub of your sensual psalms. I see seagulls - you see teabirds. My anchor has finally dropped/landed. Love Suedehead xx
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17th Dec 2019 3:38pm
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20th Dec 2019 7:47am
20th Dec 2019 3:52pm
To magnify a captured moment, to drive between it's molecules and deeper, to it's spirit, to see the monsoons of energy currents pouring from it's intention and motion, into the webwork of life, is a singular depth of perception. Incredible to behold.
28th Dec 2019 1:47am
Something gets brought to life in the Jacob's Ladder of your sacred patter, in every release
