Imprints

Imprints: The Alchemist 

 “Treasure is uncovered by the force of flowing water and it is buried by the same currents.” ~  Paulo Coelho 

The rising and falling

spiral flame in sky

the esper dives

immersion of synergy 

spreading a warm-cloud, of alchemy; glitter 

into a mountain, upside down figure, the esperance, decompressed 

into the ocean bed
 

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Jay Poem 1., Jay Poem 8.

Jay Icarus

He was like Icarus.                             He was my Aurora.

I tried to pin him down,                   Into a butterfly collection.             Make him a wish, as white as the night.                                                          A notion, as blue as the yew.

He only settles in memory,             Of an antique mind;                        Full of lifelong longing.

His vanishiment, to a new light spectrum.                                      Where feelings are not               Pangs of pain,                                  Only continuate bliss.               Where he remembers my name, Not the taken.

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