diamonds within

July 6, 2017

i gaze into
encrusted skies

above
half moon
pond

diamonds
rippling in
the liquid.

how can
i know
beyond.

this sky feels
like home

the air
long ago

beckon
me on 
and on.

 

armageddon oops

July 6, 2017

What if it all explodes,
the universe inside
punches through

overwhelming
all existence
above the breach.

What if bricks fly
as leaves in a firestorm,

cellos burn like straw,
fingers napalm
lips like paper.

Will you hail the second coming?

Keep the masses
occupied –

celebrity
focused.

Feed them
must see
must hear
must play
must have
content.

Imply jobs
are supposed
to suck.

Escape!
Consume!

Normalize
EXCESS,
call it
life’s GOAL.

Believe it
uncool
unpatriotic
to think
otherwise.

 

Winter Stars

By Sara Teasdale

I went out at night alone;
 The young blood flowing beyond the sea
Seemed to have drenched my spirit’s wings—
 I bore my sorrow heavily.
But when I lifted up my head
 From shadows shaken on the snow,
I saw Orion in the east
 Burn steadily as long ago.
From windows in my father’s house,
 Dreaming my dreams on winter nights,
I watched Orion as a girl
 Above another city’s lights.
Years go, dreams go, and youth goes too,
 The world’s heart breaks beneath its wars,
All things are changed, save in the east
 The faithful beauty of the stars.

Source: Flame and Shadow (1920)
Illustration by Winifred Bromhall (1925)