The Stone

Dear J,

This poem holds many thoughts for me. The one I keep coming back to is the fine line in nature between heaven and hell. When it’s filthy hot out I’m in hell and when it’s blistering cold I’m in heaven. I also thought of the millions of years a hot stone has been on earth as part of its history and what it could tell if  it could speak. I always enjoy your writing because it provides so many different thoughts for me.
H🌷

Thank you always sweetheart ♥️🙏

Favorite image, the path of "axis mundi," which is a new phrase to me, although I'm familiar with "axis of rotation"...
Like how the eyes take the place of the globe--
Like the idea of a rock as an external form of geologic memory--
Like the rhythms here;

eyes
To the stars
Like this diamond
Chrysalis
Of Chrystaline
Hot hot
In my hand

Axis of perdition--the metal band?

Much to enjoy here!

The Axis of perdition.... I just googled because I did not understand your question re: the metal band. After reading some quick info I’m sure they chose the name for similar reasons I chose the phrase. The center around which he’ll rotates... however perdition being a Christian concept ... penitence being tossed in in heavy doses.  
My eyes shoot away from the heat, perdition  
In axis Mundi, the line from hell outwards to the heavens .. to the stars ⭐️  
Absolutely the Stone representative of memory and time in geological form  

Of course... this is what this poem means to me ... I write hoping the reader takes in the words and rhythm and finds whatever meaning he chooses  

I love Honorias comments... she always finds her own meaning and describes what she felt reading my words  

I’ve read several of your pieces Mark. I’m working so much I’m often too exhausted to comment  much on others work like I ought to.  Your work stands out to me. It’s excellent  

I have probably not made much sense, I can barely see the screen my eyes are so tired right now.

Thank you for the explication, and the kind words.
As far as working so much, hang in there!

heartnuzzles, my creampuff♡... ur verses fondle with shinee power, of a balance put to words.. im caught in the between, left in celestial sigh..

"My eyes shoot
In Axis Mundi"
~this phrase of Woven Completeness provokes such strong image in my mind.. *squeak!

does also make me think of our shared stone n i do hope ur still petting it of a full moon..
adore this write.. love u entirely,
~d

Oh honey.. I love you... I remember rubbing the Stone for you.. a beautiful connection.. I wish you could see my smile now thinking of it ♥️
Good night and sweet dreams

Well-written :) I love it

Thank you 🙏⭐️