Art, Earthly voids & Spiritual quest

Medic

The coarseness of life,

Sifted upon the pillow

Let me not fear the bardo

A hand held outward;

The cloaks of roses and carnations,

Flourish—

Illusions of innocence

The karmic carbon choke

Invokes—

Illusions of sorrows

Tell me now!

Before Tara’s light of lime comes,

To once again embrace my wounded soul

“Are we really the endless?”

Medic poem by: @enshrinedpoetry

Painting by: Romaine Brooks- La France Croisée (1914)

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Color, love, nature

Metallurgy birds

Like a flame, on the vocal cords,
Make a home near the sky

I love you like the reefs of time
I love you like the summer rain

You;
A seafoam green day, under your canopy
You came slowly, as if
excavating a pomegranate
— and took me beyond belief,
far and away!
You are the land that continues, because I am the sea
The boat that rocks, because I am the wave

Dearest, we are in the incredible, metallic blue
Towards bells singing in the mist

The polar colliding in harmony,
Tombed in your embrace

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nature

June Junkie

Eminence fully flowered,

orange and teal, yet still has a power,

as slot canyons and skies that cover June

Lilium asiatic double you,

a mystery, the many eyes—

in love—with sweet stirrings of you

Belladonna rose in offense,

in a stream of earthly moans—

sedation and sudden seduction,

towering over a wince

And the orange star laughs,

as the bees descend

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Collaborative poems

Effulgent Crucibles in the Night

Havoc and Consequence

Collaboration

In dimensions, twilight ash
And comets of agate blues,
Body language that gives away clues.
Hold the sun down, quietly untie these eyes.
Fill these lungs with a vividness of spirit metal petals

We — the crucibles of change,
Pillows of basalt.
Tiny remnants of dinosaur bones.
Suffering into existence.
The remains of relentless urges,
Floating in our eyes and
Flowing in our mouths.

Breathe and speak no more.
As the solar flowers bloom in our veins.
Suffocating these dreams into blue.
As magic spun stars speak to us in silence.
Alchemy—taking us to the end of time.

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