SATELLITE

Once you ride the dragon

And the earth falls fast away,

Leaving one’s senses only,

Future’s past returned to stay.

A purple sphere of splendor

A tale of stars within,

Galactic forces transforming

As a gallant rides the spin.

A reflective curve crystallizes

Changing waves to silent flow

Spiraling deftly inward

As form begins to grow.

Multiplicity lending curls of color

Fast and bright.

Sending messages of tranquility

Deep into the night.

Silver was the casting

Of the seven stars that shine

While an indigo sky

Upturns the eye.

Brightens freely,

Swift facets running infinite range

Over nature’s design.

Blue winged Pegasus,

Orion’s steed,

Setting the pace.

Plunging downwards through

Shifting galactic cores.

Starbursts coursing boldly

As distance

Echoes the vast chambers of space.

Winds of woven instinct,

Intersecting lines are thrown

Catching and uplifting light

As sweetly as pure tones.

Relaying patterns yawn

As truths dance timelessly

Amidst gossamer webs at dawn.

Across wind blown acres;

Over sunlit skies.

Sheafs of delight

Touch the laughter of eyes.

Rays of enchantment

A brazier of time.

Spells woven softly,

This heart tale of thine.

Dragons in hiding

Yet soaring in might.

Patient and soothing,

Sound stroking sight.

HOME

HOME

Ancient

Lean, sleek, deadly...

Softly purring of power rhythms.

Resounding to ancient tunes.

Played instinctually,

As Truths unfold,

A pole star glistening,

To purposes, indifferent

Obsessed with the night.

Exchanging furtive glances.

Disappearing into dimensions

Golden on blackness

As footprints pad shadows

Slinking through and beyond

New territorial boundaries,

To conquer with majesty

Often elusive, time’s mystery.

Replenishing an arduous nature

Bundles of raw objectivity.

And hunger is filled.

Round fires of purity.

At: Greenwoods Books 104 st. 81 ave. (Whyte) 44 pages