inechoingsilence
Poem Published
Today 7:44pm
Today 7:44pm
Night's Child
The silence sings, weaving sacred lyrics
strong and delicate as spider’s silk
My eyes are filled with fantastic stars
hands outstretched to catch the moon
I dance barefoot in the dewy grass
waiting, longing in the darkest night
The Earth and I wait with bated breath
for the very first glimpse of the dawn
strong and delicate as spider’s silk
My eyes are filled with fantastic stars
hands outstretched to catch the moon
I dance barefoot in the dewy grass
waiting, longing in the darkest night
The Earth and I wait with bated breath
for the very first glimpse of the dawn
#sky
#night
#nature
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Taurek
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2019 6:18am
2nd Dec 2019 6:18am
“You’re Not Physics!”
Punching the sky with
The impotence
of a titmouse
overachieving ten-
year olds
while I’m looking
like a dude who
ate too many
‘shrooms
“Resign yourself to our
Master’s cruel whim…
Or find him…
Guilty.”
Save humanity?
Now, why would
I do that?
But the lines of
Communications at
Least have to be
Available
Contact me through
All the subterfuge
And you still won’t
Find anything
Better than
This
...
The impotence
of a titmouse
overachieving ten-
year olds
while I’m looking
like a dude who
ate too many
‘shrooms
“Resign yourself to our
Master’s cruel whim…
Or find him…
Guilty.”
Save humanity?
Now, why would
I do that?
But the lines of
Communications at
Least have to be
Available
Contact me through
All the subterfuge
And you still won’t
Find anything
Better than
This
...
#regret
#sky
#drugs
#dialogue
#dystopian
38 reads
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DCLXVI_1989
Poem Published
28th Nov 2019 10:47am
28th Nov 2019 10:47am
Heavenly Handprinted Puddle
I shall attempt to explain,
Before my time.
To what has molded,
In stagnant growth.
----
The clouds gathered 'round,
To absorb,
Their view from above.
Tempted to fall for the green of the ground.
Forbidden, less not of the sky.
It stretched out its hand,
But to press of gentle,
Imprinting it's fingers light caress.
A touch left behind,
As the memories puddle.
Isolated reservoirs.
Collective in gather,
To praise in replication.
Heavenly handprinted puddle.
...
Before my time.
To what has molded,
In stagnant growth.
----
The clouds gathered 'round,
To absorb,
Their view from above.
Tempted to fall for the green of the ground.
Forbidden, less not of the sky.
It stretched out its hand,
But to press of gentle,
Imprinting it's fingers light caress.
A touch left behind,
As the memories puddle.
Isolated reservoirs.
Collective in gather,
To praise in replication.
Heavenly handprinted puddle.
...
#earth
#moon
#sky
#water
#nature
29 reads
2 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
26th Nov 2019 2:57am
26th Nov 2019 2:57am
A Little Closer To The Edge (Crater Of Stars)
Father.
I enter the word
whitening in moonlight.
A glimmer,
you are still electric
in wordless theory
where you evoked me
and I collapsed into you.
Crater of reception
falling out of Night's cricket songs;
shredded body of love.
Tempest,
Father whom I fell into,
where you held a cave for me
deeper than blackest vastness
of furthest sky.
Every star is yours,
oh Mother,
where I grew, expanding, extracting
within his grasp.
Teach me how to speak...
I enter the word
whitening in moonlight.
A glimmer,
you are still electric
in wordless theory
where you evoked me
and I collapsed into you.
Crater of reception
falling out of Night's cricket songs;
shredded body of love.
Tempest,
Father whom I fell into,
where you held a cave for me
deeper than blackest vastness
of furthest sky.
Every star is yours,
oh Mother,
where I grew, expanding, extracting
within his grasp.
Teach me how to speak...
#mother
#father
#stars
#sky
#night
67 reads
10 Comments
nikkimoe
Poem Published
20th Nov 2019 8:48pm
20th Nov 2019 8:48pm
Crude and Lackluster
I'm a star here
in this big fucking sky
might not shine so bright
probably because of a
dimly lit life.
Can't see?
Get a flashlight.
in this big fucking sky
might not shine so bright
probably because of a
dimly lit life.
Can't see?
Get a flashlight.
#stars
#sky
55 reads
14 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
19th Nov 2019 2:06am
19th Nov 2019 2:06am
Reflections (Sky In The Water)
Sky in the water wafting by;
still, deep, untouchable sky.
Shades of blue, shades of me,
cotton clouds 'neath shedding trees.
Here I float, reflected in you,
born in Autumn, revealed then too.
Among the flecks of red, yellow, brown;
the brittle branches' only crown.
'Tis you, I wear, within, without;
of you, The Sky, I have no doubt,
For you exist, above, below,
a wide expanse to furthur grow
In bounded field where your reflection lies,
I'll know you well as I reach for The Sky.
...
still, deep, untouchable sky.
Shades of blue, shades of me,
cotton clouds 'neath shedding trees.
Here I float, reflected in you,
born in Autumn, revealed then too.
Among the flecks of red, yellow, brown;
the brittle branches' only crown.
'Tis you, I wear, within, without;
of you, The Sky, I have no doubt,
For you exist, above, below,
a wide expanse to furthur grow
In bounded field where your reflection lies,
I'll know you well as I reach for The Sky.
...
#sky
#fall
#water
#birthday
#SelfReflection
66 reads
13 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
18th Nov 2019 10:32pm
18th Nov 2019 10:32pm
Wolf - Rayet
I Am The Walking Wolf The Talking Wolf I Am
Woods Prowler Midnight Hour Night Howler
Between Worlds Power One Never Cowers
Lobo Negro Call Me Call Me Lobo Negro
So I Come So I Am So I Am So It Goes
Woods Prowler Midnight Hour Night Howler
Between Worlds Power One Never Cowers
Lobo Negro Call Me Call Me Lobo Negro
So I Come So I Am So I Am So It Goes
#strength
#forest
#sky
#nature
#wisdom
35 reads
3 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
8th Nov 2019 5:32am
8th Nov 2019 5:32am
Revelations (Framed Daylight)
So many things I had thought forgotten
Return to my mind with stranger pain:
Like letters that arrive addressed to someone
Who left the house so many years ago.”
― Philip Larkin
In a still moment, I heard them
within a profusion of inane other things,
Burning, caressing absurdities
with their persistence, their announcement.
Why must I endure them; they only mock
my sentience with their grandiose visions
spilling forth...
Return to my mind with stranger pain:
Like letters that arrive addressed to someone
Who left the house so many years ago.”
― Philip Larkin
In a still moment, I heard them
within a profusion of inane other things,
Burning, caressing absurdities
with their persistence, their announcement.
Why must I endure them; they only mock
my sentience with their grandiose visions
spilling forth...
#dreams
#sky
#clouds
#atheism
#apathy
76 reads
10 Comments
Jollylush
Poem Published
6th Nov 2019 2:38am
6th Nov 2019 2:38am
The secret of morning songs
When the sun..
Gets heigh!
There is something to...
Take the eyes!
I sent massages..
To a nightingale!
I told her to sing...
With every qualia!
When the days...
Are long!
Perhaps you will understand..
The sweetest song!
Songs have secrets...
Must be!
The secrets belongs to..
Yourself and me!!
Gets heigh!
There is something to...
Take the eyes!
I sent massages..
To a nightingale!
I told her to sing...
With every qualia!
When the days...
Are long!
Perhaps you will understand..
The sweetest song!
Songs have secrets...
Must be!
The secrets belongs to..
Yourself and me!!
#sky
#fall
#morning #nature
#morning #nature
57 reads
4 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
4th Nov 2019 5:37pm
4th Nov 2019 5:37pm
sunset
golden
shades of evening
measure out another
day that time can ne’er recover
a m e n
© Copyright 2019 November 04
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
shades of evening
measure out another
day that time can ne’er recover
a m e n
© Copyright 2019 November 04
by Clyve A. Bowen♫
#sky
#night
#nature
65 reads
4 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2019 5:48pm
2nd Nov 2019 5:48pm
Spell Emotion
Dark Witch In Levitation
Eight Candle Meditation
Eight Runes Mentation
Body Deep Sensation
Weyyrd Contemplation
Eight Candle Meditation
Eight Runes Mentation
Body Deep Sensation
Weyyrd Contemplation
#earth
#sky
#fire
#pagan
#magic
63 reads
2 Comments
Amindwandering
Alexaria
Alexaria
Poem Published
18th Oct 2019 3:25am
18th Oct 2019 3:25am
The Light of Her Moon
Who would prefer the sunlight over the moonlight?” I often wondered to myself.
In quiet moments I pondered this.
The dark was much more appealing than the light.
The moon has powers the sun lacked!/what fools those sun worshipers were!
I sat naked in my rotunda that lies to the left of my garden.
The warmth of the single sliver of moon I saw I felt touch me.
And touch me it did. In ways that no mortal can.
Was there not magic to the night? Mystical essences at play for those who could see.
The...
In quiet moments I pondered this.
The dark was much more appealing than the light.
The moon has powers the sun lacked!/what fools those sun worshipers were!
I sat naked in my rotunda that lies to the left of my garden.
The warmth of the single sliver of moon I saw I felt touch me.
And touch me it did. In ways that no mortal can.
Was there not magic to the night? Mystical essences at play for those who could see.
The...
#universe
#moon
#sky
#summer
#night
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1 Comment
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