Shall he remain fallen cold, buried here?
The various pains of living follow him.
And waking up to a grey sky so clear,
A midday light beyond the moon grows dim.
They were followed here, this is nothing new.
They know better than this untrodden path.
Before them, those that followed, they were few,
Fewer still who returned. Dim: this light past.
After they will break as water on rock,
They will scatter as shadows in the light.
Here the new headstones do nothing to block.
Various pains drive residents to flight.
I’ll dream of things unspoken, rest undone,
In my shallow sleep gift under the sun.
Posted in Sonnets
Tagged buried, dim, fallen, follow, grey, Moon, pain, path, poem, poetry, rest, shadow, sky, sleep, sun
Follow me into the light
The sun would lend you anyway.
“Tomorrow’s gone, now have no fright.”
The foggy morning says.
Were I to ask you what the night
And moon and stars would say,
Do not answer if you do not know
I musn’t know today.
Continue on the path with me
And soon I will show
What you’ve been waiting for,
But you must wait until the flowers grow.
Spring to summer, summer to fall
Follow me and we’ll go
With our questions, searching for answers
While we wait for winters snow.
Posted in Time
Tagged answer, Fall, flower, fog, Moon, poem, poetry, snow, Spring, star, summer, sun, wait, winter
Where these waters lead,
It would seem
Today they lead to colder streams.
They’ve more than one destination, I’ll concede,
This just one stop of many
Before we reach the sea.
Today colder streams,
Tomorrow ice-rent seams,
Where these waters become too cold to flow.
In the valley of the moon,
Dawn can’t come too soon,
To free us from our temporary tomb,
And sun shines on more sun-filled shores before we reach the sea.
This is where these waters lead.
Posted in On A Positive Note
Tagged dawn, destination, ice, lead, Moon, poetry, rent, sea, seams, stream, sun, valley, waters
In a day a fading light,
The sun above, burning bright.
Attitude towards this and that,
I can’t remember where it’s at.
A sunset, a sunrise.
The full moon above me cries,
It will miss me, but I can’t see
Why she never remembers me.
I am above nothing,
I am no night.
I cast no shadow,
I am no light.
I am darkness
And I am day.
I am the sun, the moon, and stars.
I am all time, all within and afar.
All and nothing, all that is and isn’t.
The void and the abyss are deep,
But I am deeper.
The universe has awoken,
Yet I remain a sleeper.
What am I? Can you answer?
Can you see beyond the sieve?
I am all and no one.
But that is too easy to believe.
Posted in Musing
Tagged above, abyss, All, believe, darkness, day, I, light, Moon, night, no one, nothing, star, sun, void
Dancing with a singularity,
The Sun shows off its rays.
With a sort of morbid clarity,
His last lights did play.
And calling to his closest love,
The Moon, he did express,
One last fairwell from above
With grief in all excess.
From beyond it came so silent,
From beyond it came so quick,
Invisible ’till Saturn passed by it
And it grew an accretion disk.
After Saturn it was Jupiter,
Mars was safely out of reach.
This beast would not come to her;
The Moons lover would host this leech.
Those remaining watched in horror
As the others were torn limb from limb.
The Earth, and Mars her brother;
Those surviving. The last of kin.
Then the final dance was qued,
The Sun and the singularity.
Such a violent death ensued.
Mercury and Venus, were engulfed certainly.
Afterwards the beast moved on,
Wearing the Sun as a mausoleum.
With the only evidence life had gone on,
In the disk,
That momentarily had been a coliseum.
Posted in Nature
Tagged accretion disk, black hole, coliseum, death, earth, Jupiter, leech, lover, mars, mausoleum, Moon, nature, poetry, Saturn, singularity, solar system, space, star, sun, torn, venus, violent
From my tiny window, I
Gaze outward towards the sky.
Looking at the gathering black,
And wonder, does it ever gaze back?
The blackened night, the moon and stars,
I ask them questions from afar,
And behind my window I’m concerned;
Do they ever whisper in return?