Stream of Consciousness
Sapphire: A Sure Fire!
O! My! O Precious Life! A Sure Fire! Sapphire! To yea one beholds entire desireWithin which —renews—heartless quagmire?!As grating gropes over gurgling gyresEbbing to flow as some embodied empire! O! My! O Precious Life! A Sure Fire! As fleeting hope and even more luminous than fire 🔥 You belong to the day and equally to the night totally hired O! My! O Precious Life! A Sure Fire! Sapphire! In carrying sails — Is thou oafish a quenchless desire?! Thirsty, perhaps, for so long is thy mired briarYet, in widespread nature, dwelling so, to persistently inspire ! O! My! O Precious Life! A Temperate Fire! Sapphire! Unto yea, bellying long, are these bounteous spiresAs clustered congeries over cloistered choirsO! My! O Precious Life! A Sure Fire! O! Must you lie barefoot upon death beds so silently expiredSeemingly dropping a thousand dirges over those deathly pyresO! My! O Precious Life! As Infernal as a blazing Fire!But, for the spirit, thickened in direIt's all an illusion which it pledges not to “forever,”acquire!O! My! O Precious Life! An Eternal Fire! For the flesh so camped in rubies, and lodged in sapphiresThe work of surpassing all is the ultimate goal gravely desired O! My! O Precious Life! A Sure Fire! And post -personified ; waving your final flags as an esquire;You bid adieus -to everything that transpires...O Precious Life ! Sapphire! A Sure fire! Co-concurring— off the hook, as a timely spire...How upon innocence you gently conspire!As faith so ardent rolls its' earnetness so dire.. O! My! O Precious Life! Sapphire! © Madhu Goteti, September 26th, 2022
By Madhu Goteti about a year ago in Poets
Momentum
If beauty were allowed so every day and such breaks for love and a moment of hug and a moment of whispering in the carefree self of reality swayed in the wind without barriers without limits, they freely harmoniously made the best choices for your soul, heart and body, if these moments lasted more often, the world of good people would be healthier, happier, younger, free from violence and anger, which must be digested with the poems of everyday creativity
By Antea Lumina Kala Matylda about a year ago in Poets
Love and Porcupines
Love and porcupines Go together like cyanide and wine A deliciously disastrous embrace Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
