Early morning stroll, litter-strewn sidewalks, congested with wary eyes—I visualize a freeze frame en noir et blanc, no camera in my hands. Urban clutter is stifling, I veer down an alley towards the shore, my feet caressed by…
Tag: spiritual
Roar
Inseparable in those younger days, we’d skip on our friends opting instead for worthy dares, each one ending with a mutual offering of in-each-other’s-face warrior roars, your fiery red double pony tails whipping mightily. We feared nothing then. A family relocate, you…
Masterpiece
I lived an unintended youth, desperate to flee never spoken of darkness, stealing rebellious moments alone like a shifty vagrant anonymously silhouetted against monochrome grey, raggedly convex horizons. I outlasted them all—they who would have broken me, no…
Ten Steps
From a myriad of dreams I know this place, virgin forest pulsating inside me—an intimate presence I often encounter in moments of spatial shifts to my innerness. …
Six a.m.
Out the door at sunrise, juxtaposed against sultry silhouettes painted in alleyways, ruthlessly stalked by acoustic shadows. We fancy ourselves romantic bards and written word insurgents, but we never pen anything reminisced by…
Soundlessly
Beneath this pier I often encounter my tenth dimension space, onshore waves surge soundlessly in my consciousness. Once a humble soul, before I became immortal, I now compose resonant…
Qualia
Our encounters occur in subsets of parallel experiences, as qualia of inner perspectives. I observe your humanness and your color, your race and culture, unique influences occurring simultaneously in …
Broken Wings
We merge rhythms of song, our identity revealed in finite syllables, amplitude and frequencies—tones for sensory pleasure. Sunrise to dusk we serenade an unintended audience, pointlessly hostage to broken…
False Positive
You burden me with premeditated notions in your perilous efforts to categorize me. My imagination is fixed upon horizons of my design, no footprints to follow and none shall…
Mage
Barefoot mage, breathed into life by the sapphire seas of Arythaena Pri. Who would be so bold…
Adulthood
Earth’s radiance, we are birthed from celestial fire—discreet expressions of form, the children who choose you to nurture us, not to bridle our minds. Instead, you…
Hide and Seek
Woodlands pulsate a pastel euphony, storm lingers in repose, a threat disguised by prismatic hues of charged particles meant to disarm me. I’m partial to sunset meditations, enigmatic orchestrations of…
Vanished
Silence saturates the old footpath that brought them to me. …
Redshift
My mind takes flight and I trespass the boundaries of redshift galaxies, light speed jumps blending with stardust to shield my wings from a reentry burn. …
City Winds
I’ve never heard a nightingale sing, but I know where blue bees hide—not in this metropolis. City winds do not speak to me like they do in the forest, only tearless …
Hourglass
I am a shadow walker of the ancient ways—I have no beginning, nor shall I end. By Earth I was risen, though Sun sets me free, and Moon rains stars into my eyes. Wind carries my…