Since the space originated, elements, colliding, merging, ignited and incinerated, from one to other form converging,
Second of my fundamental worlds.
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Of times ethereal, when space was filled with gassy droughts and planes material were only fetus within clouds
I love him so much it can’t be helped.
Longer than my usual poetry works.
“Where are your friends? Mine are all around.”
Art comes in many different forms. From time to time I enjoy shifting from one form to another and see what would come up. For quite the time I am working on a music project to create a song whose lyrics would be one of my poems, since I own a piano (music keyboard) and…
Halls with engraved walls, a seer’s ancient resting place – long forsaken tomb.
Bells of consciousness in motion stir unwavering emotion, descending figure, purple haze justice wrapped in pale face.