The machine grinds its teeth Abrading old fears into new hopes Trading yesterday's dreams for Tomorrow's blank page Yesterdays rage for a wet and Shapeless mass Ink bleached, meaning fading Nothing into nothing wading A joke-What do you get when You combine every conceivable Storyline? Pulp #vss365

Sometimes in the wood you'll cross A well rotted chunk of what used To be a tree Decked in mossen verdigris And ok it's not an Angel But it might as well be Nothing could be gentler or more refined Is that faith? To sublimate the soul to soil And toil away Hoping to join the Angels someday #vss365

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The grave diggers spade Plays a soft, a sonorous song Gently dirt hits the dirt As the work carries on And in symphony sometime The blade bites a stone Makes a gong of our spade Plays a musical tone Sets the dust motes to shiver Then, quivering, fades As a subtler music Falls over the grave #vss365

See how their ghosts pirouette Suggesting the vast and abetting caprice The tense and release The spring and recover The fall and the rise See them turn and pretend Blending beginnings for ends And by chance, in the dance See them catching your eyes Now and again and again #vss365

#idolatry Once or twice or edelweiss I've idolised the skies, it's true And fell as snow is want to do To rest upon the mountain too And in that failing light, that cold I glimpsed the whole world rendered gold And melting felt it would suffice To feed your roots my edelweiss #vss365

#Savant Fenchurch Turgidity Luminescence Serendipity Whispers Eurythmia Undulation Or maybe, a small moth Hardly more than dust Drowning in a drop Of water See, if I had a violin I'd let it sing the refrain While it's bow suggested That thing Once a wing Now a stain #vss365

#skirmish Would it comfort you Oh soldier, to know Your ghost has teeth And stands behind Your standard now Stark naked as the Dark and wreathed In prayers for blood And cruelty, would it Come as some relief To know your soul Is smiling as you grind Betwixt it's teeth #vss365

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#Rook Feather light on castle Walls she glides across The land to stand alone And at the edge of all Watching the old king Fall #vss365

#cummerbund She writhes as snakes Or silk about my waist As wet, as holy Breathless asks me who I love, I pray This moment only Then pull her tight On flesh, in flesh In sodden light Inthralled we thrash And thunder as the Symbols crash Lets loose our Lonely Ghosts #vss365

Powdered my invalid culture Micro plastic and tat, a melange Turns on the blade of the blender Wont you feed it the corpse of your home Don't be somber oh soulful, surrender Let the spice mix your palette invade Come feast on the chemical splendor Of this bitter masala we've made #vss365

There is a hand That will not take Control Unmoved it lays In much the way The sunlight rays Do not Might the sleeper yet Awake, from dreams Of blood and nation States, to fall and on A prism break Revealing our self To our soul Then let us fall To rainbows Till We're Whole #vss365

Its fatal flaw was its Consolation The heroes in its Constellations Turned and grew As we do too Out of the black and Into the blue Its fatal flaw was its Beating heart That could so cage In soulful art Before the blinding Light it stood Its fatal flaw It found it good #vss365

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Sacré cœur, she wore it well About her body as a shell What child could fail to fall, to kneel Before your worship for a spell Hell is real, I know - I feel A snail break beneath my heel Blue will be your funeral bell Mother, Nature, Sangreal #vss365

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Nostalgia - A Roman word Was often heard In wooden shacks On wildflowered County Tracks And isn't that a bit Absurd That even the past Was looking back #vss365

#scintilla Take the universe apart And you will find Not one atom of faith No quantum of heart No iota of art No scintilla of grace No trace of mankind Just dust on darkness Unrefined Thank goodness then We're so entwined In this - Paradise Our powers combined #vss365

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Mostly my moments Where hollow and square And departed unnoticed To heaven knows where Only on rare occasions The stars would align And render my moments All spherically fine And full, overflowing As moments we shared When nothing departed And heaven was there #vss365

#vagery Over the heather Over the hills Adrift in plurid purple prose My mind a rose arose arised Blossomed as it withered Died Still, forever by my side Drifts Over the heather Over the skies #vss365

#enigma #vss365

If a beach was a dog It would smell like a dog And it's waggling tail would wave And it's crabs and it's rocks All it's bleached driftwood logs And it's seagulls would seem out of place #poem #poetry

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Red Shift / Blue Shift #poem #poetry #poom

#liminal We did not know The shape of our shame But all the same Had a feeling Had a ghost Of hollow dread That shared our toast Followed us to bed And stared at the ceiling In the days When our evil Was congealing #vss365

#vortex Yet the tempest boils Rips the toiling stars away To burst upon the day And we, petite trefoil Might curl out toes Beneath the soil And feign the earth Has solid form That mountains aren't Just cresting waves The ghosts that Strange attractors bore Adrift Nothing More #vss365

#Realm So tell St Peter It's not in my nature To kneel -If it's a sin To feel Then I'll feel Cos when my feet Eat the miles And the morning star Sharpens my name Like a knife On the dark I call it Life And impaled On its steel I can almost pretend That it's real #vss365

#susurrus She stood in a puddle And I By the side Of the moon She brought me a fiddle I played her a tune But my strings wouldn't Sing Only tangle And sigh And her words Washed away In the whispering tide #vss365

Unthink my mind Unshape my form Draw my roots and tendrils back Into my seed, unblow the breeze Un run my race and chase me Back into the seas Unmake the stars Unpaint the black Let the universe unstart And in that space Unbreak my heart And let me lack Even the absence Of your grace #vss365

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#Shed A wizard, in his garden shed Upon a well worn wicker chair Slow regards his old grey head To ken what cobwebs linger there Above him fair Arachne crawls His mind turns slowly, silken, still Then with bated vision, falls Like the devil, to his quill #vss365

#shape The shape of the ism Is clear to see In the sad and brutish Chimpanzee Establishing laughable Oligarchies In the brutal reign of it's Biology It's not in the texts of Machiavelli Not planned or enacted Intelligently Just a poor, strange, sad Little monkey In the grip of its Stupidity #vss365

A sonnet about evolution! It's partly inspired by Werner Herzog's famous speech about jungles if anyone's familiar. #poem #poetry #sonnet

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🌬️🌾🌾 Oh life, illuminated Upon a window pane Unthinking hands Polite, romance The golden grain And so, entranced The fields dance And sing to me Eternity Unthinkingly Oh life, illuminated If only skies where blue If only, blessed I'd been your guest And caressed the fields with you #poem #poetry

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Speaker They speak for their various parties And always rise above Reducing economic necessities To a thing so base as love #vss365

#someone I'm hardly even Lonely anymore I find the days Pass by more Kindly than they Did before I write a little Poetry when I'm Inclined Or wonder through The local woods In solitude I'm happy in This little life That I've designed And hardly even Wish someone Would change my mind #vss365

#DailyHaikuPrompt Waterfall / Quilt See how the river Reaching into open air Finds no river there Childhood quilts recall The Thunderbird obsessions I long since cast off So, the waterfall Embroiders us with rainbows As we are unmade

I left my home again today The thing has changed The meat is falling off its bones I bark like a dog when I am near it It knows me by my dreams The Rembrandt's pile up The roads are blocked It's too hot I carry my desktop To the roof And let it drop But know the truth -The machine can't stop #vss365

She was to deforest As I to deflower Both amateur florist Our daisies gone sour We met on a tower I think it was May Or at least that the hour Was coloured that way Gold on blue On bold cliché She fed me ghost nettles And I swore that the sting Was as pointlessly perfect As spring #vss365

#Strait My head and my heart Are prone, are prone As I am - to disagree And me afloat In a fragile boat Between these raging seas Am blown, am swept Salt burned and wrecked Pray set my spirit free To spend my days On gentler waves Content in my totality #vss365

Still the sparrow soars Bursts through berry bush and barn In fading memories #DailyHaikuPrompt