Starting Minds open Hearts tempered Enter you and I a flitting pair of atoms sailing earthbound streams. Just a touch Divine brush Just a touch Soulful rush Fervent embrace Heartfelt junction Merging lines Breaking bounds Melting limbs Burning cores FLICKERING CRUSHES THRUST AT HEART, FREE, TAKE OVER AND SHAKE BUBBLE WORLDS Advertisements
i- Pumped up heart beating fast, feeding limbs with rich blood bustling with raw joy. Excitement binding pieces of machinery programmed to power senses – connected, heightened, electrified – touch,
Geometric lines coursing on the ground, housing temporary guests firing kerosene sprouting stems of toxic smoke – avid conquerors leaving passing scars in the skies. We are colons acting like haughty kings in a castle,
Morning light’s warming up my face, wiping off doubts, cleansing all worries with a vibrant shine. My eye sight is turned blind through this power surge feed. My mind projects bits and pieces of you in the midst, interweaving dreams in the fabric of reality. I sigh…
i- Stone serpent conjured, erected by human hands. Rim charmed by passing souls runs, and rides along, protects. It shelters, and hides, undulates aside the lake. Man-crafted mineral matter, winding frontier between land and water, setting apart liquid body and earthy dust, stitching
Homework check. Tucked in bed, good night kiss, night embrace, Morning hug, loving smile – away you go. School all day. Back home. Lively chats, interest shown to a young adult in the making. That’s all they need, and up they grow.
Eyes reach, meet shyly. Lips share soft words clumsily. Souls smile heartily.
Sheer flickering lights popping on and dying out. Ephemeral life dancing on water too fast for our human eye to comprehend. We watch, breathless, as these soft, ethereal creatures bring on their weightless performance, sparkle, and slide their way on the lake,
Irresistibly I am drawn to you. Dawn of another life etching before me, as your shades exposed to light imprint on live film. A new page is turned. Time unfolds, performs, acts as a complex series of chemical baths, developing, then stopping, fixing, and washing.
Rock gods are watching, sitting around the circus, impassive, solemn. Quiet, immobile, sealed giants, imperious guardians of Earth, and ambers. Daunting frontier, packed, cracked crust, joining dusty ground and light shadows. Airy veils brushing softly on alpine tops, filtering rays,
Eyes bestow, ears tune in. As I run, vibrant sun causes beads of sweat to simmer on my reddened skin, on and on I step – eye-sight flickers. Focus lost. Ground heaves under my feet. I tumble. and regain balance.
Cracking, crackling sounds, chomping clatter, cascading down with shreds, fragments Falling, thudding on branches. Leaves rustle – clamour answering the shocks, rippling in waves, bough to sprig. Shattered airborne seeds, scrap by scrap, fall back to Earth. Organic shells crash, inanimate dust.