Prompt 8 = Image The African Sky Lying flat on our backs under the Milky Way Half asleep, I hear you say, ‘Can anything be vaster than this sky?’ We looked up together, hands clasped tight. At the open, silken, endless, night Where…
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Road Conversation
The road clicks a sticatto beat the tires hum along with the flow I hear you speak now words measured and succinct But no one can hear you No one understands you Your voice carries a melody that lifts and carries in the breeze. You…
Milky Ways of Diamond Dust
Milky ways of diamond dust Across a desert sky Flames that dance within the night And carry wishes high Upon the winds, up to the stars Where the gods can hear Smoke rings dancing in the dark Before they disappear Some say magick isn’t real…
Prompt 8: this fire
if i hold a light to this fire, will the ones who keep me safe see me here, by this fire light? I breathe into the light of all the Star people, living in the medicine that they love me, too. if i…
The Flame to Your Stars – Hour Eight
The Flame to Your Stars Out in the desert, a sky filled with stars I sit in the darkness, a fire burns afar I shine light upon it and realize the view The stars, the flame, the light – all for you I think…
“Astrophile”
If there is a miracle that I know, Is the fact that the mystery of the universe is yet to be resolved. Questions keep knocking on our door, And every answer leads to more. The vastness of the universe expands beyond our imagination. There…
In This Garden
Poem #7 In This Garden The sky is a witness and accomplice to daytime, Daytime a brightness the night lacked. Lack is a thing among others your loving ,a midnight thief, took away. Away with all the noises and stresses of life we are in…
As We Swing (Viator) – Hour 7, Prompt 7
As we swing time does its thing the world goes by and music rings. A silly little ding as we swing a bell goes ‘round and cracks the ground. Hole opens wide there’s souls inside as we swing a demon sings. We…
HOUR EIGHT – View Over the Edge of a Flat Earth
Prompt from Hour Six for Hour Eight I see hellfire rising to embrace the follies of mankind, a burning platter of human flesh falling from the earth into the abyss. Evil does exist but only in the hearts and minds of the arrogant, the selfish….
Headlight
8:00 (Hour 1) Image PromptView Post Lines of light on railway tracks Can not hide the facts The darkness holds. The single light that blinds the deer The eerie blast that fills air and Echoes through the night