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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Earthly voids & Spiritual quest, Relationship

Dark Matter

Friend, hide into that dark-
cherry winter conversation.

How does the vine to vine manifest
the continual of dying and coming back?

Seek his question fiercely.
Sense a sorrowful approach,
imperfect blue.
Linguistics the shadow of rusted truths.

For he is a newfound mystery.
You share in this elusive gathering;
beyond form, touch, and time.

Without the weight of mercury,
the icy smack of Neptune,
the toiling of Jupiter, or
Mars, the insufferable.

He is dark matter.
An exotic empty space.

 

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Death, Lunar Poems

Blue Bees will not sting

Unless…
Roses in the park,
Shimmer as a string of red pearls slipping down her throat

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In a steel room he held her midst of mercy
Autumn’s arrival at last, the violet petals collapse
He’ll pass through cosmic tunnels
And wear her voice as he nears the moon

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What of it now?
The failure of nerve
We all stand a chance
To be a queen in his eyes
When the suntory claimed the roses as blue

Poem by: NaRa

Art: Blue Bee Image Pinterest, Mark Rothko & Freydoon Rassouli

 

 

 

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