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voxmist,
settling on surfaces,
scintillates
and sheens.

opalescent night.

the moon a heavy-lidded eye.

in the dead hours i write.
hushed, in the doldrums,
the world around me sleeps
and i can hear my Mother's voice.

we are gnosis-filled vessels;
grails to quaff the mysteries.
the is where is not nestles;
we are reliquaries.

tanabatathough kept apart
by the vast deep,
two distant hearts
one promise keep.

by the vast deep,
on sep'rate strands.
one promise keep:
together stand.

on sep'rate strands
'til blessed by moon;
together stand,
lovers commune.

'til blessed by moon,
two distant hearts;
lovers commune,
though kept apart.

union of earth and skylight into darkness will retire;
embracing sire, embraced by mare.
phi's ray bisects the golden spiral,
pointing to infinity's lair.

peninsula rengaflorida summer
crinkled palm fronds
twist bottlecaps

keeping a lookout for the
gators and anacondas

muddy boots
squish and slosh
through the marsh

skin warm and tight on my cheeks
i can feel freckles sprouting

flinch away from the waves
too cold for the heat
as they crash around

i taste the sea in my throat
and smell the salt on my breath

surging
the sail molds around the wind
with sharp snaps

my soul soars on the gulf breeze
with the angels and seagulls

towering clouds
push kites and children
waiting for rain

the squall washes into shore
bathing my face with summer

the sun squints overhead
scrutinizing my
isolation

paradigmcreation speaks in endless tongues
and to each soul in its own way.

the omnipresent and omniscient
knows no limitations.
the boundaries applied by man
are man's
and disappear in truth's majestic
eye.

we are as motes
dancing in light:
illuminated,
not luminous alone.
bask and shine
by reflecting the source with our selves.

poets, mad men, and other prophets

to see, and so pray to be blind;
to see and yet fail to describe.
describing, praying to be mute;
describing what all will refute.
refuted, praying to be free;
refuted but still damned to see.

dress-upthe closet opens to reveal
that little girl, eyes full of zeal;
she's come to twirl and whirl and squeal.
as she dons me her giggles skirl;
that little girl, she's come to twirl.

she wants to look the debutante.
against the rules mommy has taught,
in gramma's jools she'll primp and flaunt
as at her feet i drape and pool;
against the rules in gramma's jools.

she sneaks in, secret, to wear me;
we play pretend til mommy sees.
my bestest friend she'll always be.
when she grows up...sigh...this will end.
we play pretend, my bestest friend.

sunlight
reflected in
her blue eyes, so like mine.
like, but not...in all the best ways.
my girl.

jolted awake by a stark epiphanyi caught a spare glimpse
of the tome from which muse quotes;
i saw my pride's bane.

i am the saddest of scribes,
the poorest of plagiarists.

pouncei am crouched,
underneath the chair;
cat-unseen...

your ankle draws nigh;
i am become death.

captain's logby now the sun's gone red,
swollen and yet colder;
the earth, still, burnt and dead.

extinction made bolder
our race; reaching the stars
upon quantum shoulders.

but have we reached too far,
we few thousand riding
this life-raft-killing-jar?

space is not abiding;
we lack maps decrying
here be dragons hiding!

our prow ether-plying
as the navigator
flails at planet scrying.

i've grown to fear we have played traitor
to the veiled cause of our creator.

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mantis: a haigaby =deinktvis

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by ~Ezhov

thanks, d!

the poem is a tanka

wei wu wei;
thought and act, in time,
will arise.

be as the mantis;
still the self, listen.

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*catelee2u Oct 23, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

Awesomeness on a stick, Brilliant, love this, love subject, love colors - everything. Great!!!

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=deinktvis Oct 23, 2011 Student Writer

thanks! let my friend ~Ezhov know you like our collaboration! and thanks for the

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~tatucito Oct 2, 2010

Your beautiful art was featured here: [link]

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=deinktvis Oct 2, 2010 Student Writer

thank you, but i am only responsible for the words, i credited the visual artist in my comments.

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*joeyv7 Aug 23, 2010

Beautiful! Awesome collab

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=deinktvis Aug 23, 2010 Student Writer

and thanks!

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=time-warrior Aug 21, 2010

I have featured your wonderful work here: [link]

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!ashes2infinity Aug 9, 2010

thanks for sharing in the group!
you impress me yet again!
i'm pulled right in and compelled instantly to feel - its cool to see you also have Mantis in your Family!

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=deinktvis Aug 9, 2010 Student Writer

welll....the way i see it, it ALL one big family.

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*somnomollior Aug 8, 2010 Writer

I love the words and that's a great picture - I'll go and let the artist know how much I like it.

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