Trickles of hope
Seeping down deep
Slow and sure
Visitation nourishing in revitalize
Breathing life to a dry and weary land
When the rain drops fall
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LIVE FROM THE BLACK BOX UNIVERSAL
Unbent
On impact
Not eclipsed
By innovation
Or swallowed up
By the tide of times
Water tight
Air tight
In the face of intrusion
Unscathed by radiation rays that alter
Hostile waves that deform
Echoes
Of the black box
Universal
EQUATORIAL MYSTIQUE
Dividing
Worlds apart
Universal image
Parallel infinity
Static
And progressive
Contrast symbol
Cause and effect
Depicted
Sowing and reaping
Illustration
Equator
Dividing
Decisive
ANY MOMENT NOW
I hear sound of the wind
From whence
Destination alike
Mystery profound
I look into the sky
Hand of destiny
Longer than time
Powerful than force
Drawing
Raising
Effortlessly
Relentlessly
Divine appointment
Of all
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UNDER THIMBLE’S COURSE
Andante-andante the crochet gleefully maneuvers
Tandem with author’s artistic steer
All time Master
Majestic in outlook
I behold in glorious glimpse the skillful motions
Successively flashing past
Akin the wind’s progression
Mystery in source and destination
That in deep
LOVE CURRENT
I hear a sound
A gentle whisper at first impression
From within or without I have not a clue
Preceding mystifying torrent on my rooftop
Or so I imagine
Then I realize the story has just begun
As I perceive accompanying surge resonate in the innermost of my inner Continue reading “LOVE CURRENT”
MONSTROUS
Inviting, irresistible, drawing in tantalizing fashion to the Promised Land
A terminally elusive destination dotted with infinite mirages
Heartbeat of false promise
Passion along course of wrong turn
Full flight down the bottomless pit
Pull of the crater mouth in full zest
The mystery of self Continue reading “MONSTROUS”
STILL
Wallowing in the murk of pain and perplexity, she struggles to stay afloat
In traumatic sea of despair
Humongous waves overwhelming in mighty toss and pounce
Tails swirl as the ominous hungry sharks menacingly angle on target
She anxiously stares against hope – all strength drained off
Seized with fear indescribable Continue reading “STILL”
WHEN THE MARTIANS COME CALLING!
Continued from last week’s Invasion…The “F” Factor…
“Stop!” Shouted an enraged conductor at the top of his voice, his eyes fixed at the concertmaster. The audience was heavily pregnant with expectation as the auditorium went gravely silent.
“That was F-Minor, not F-Major!” Remember you have to keep it at F-Major no matter what happens. You knew that, didn’t you?! Now see what disaster you’ve caused. Your crucial instrument is from now on muted. What are we going to do?!” Continue reading “WHEN THE MARTIANS COME CALLING!”
The Blazing Trail 