My Poetry and Prose Blogology
My Giant Balloon
“awkward paths of sky
move slow—ahead
of mysterious breaths
in dawn’s lonely air”
My Only Home
“evil minions of the grey and cold rule
within my hideout of emotional numbing
absorbing the season’s warmth and kindness”
Slow Trails
“…opening a door and your mind
to skies of calming and natural prisms
diffusing wilder colors…”
Photo Courtesy of Jessica Taylor Crystal
All The Lights Within
“And as I understand the divine Creator better, I rediscover the lost art of personal creation.”
Webb Telescope photo of Pillars of Creation courtesy of NASA and the Space Telescope Science Institute (STScI).
The Darkness Between Lights
“I am the forlorn spirit
a burdened dimension
shaped by wintry flows
of an invisible presence”
Webb Telescope photo of Tarantula Nebula courtesy of NASA and the Space Telescope Science Institute (STScI).
Transformation
“Dreams can Become”
Webb Telescope photo of L1527 and Protostar courtesy of NASA and the Space Telescope Science Institute (STScI).
Foreign Lights
“all our cosmic miracles of science
fused together at illimitable costs
open apertures to dazzling visions”
Webb Telescope photo of Cartwheel Galaxy courtesy of NASA and the Space Telescope Science Institute (STScI).
We Are All Stars
What are we willing to spend to draw closer?
Webb Telescope photo of Dwarf Galaxy WLM courtesy of NASA and the Space Telescope Science Institute (STScI).
The Last Waters
“when we discover the gift
and drink from the ladle
of his deep cold sating well
we choose a strenuous path”
Three Essential Things
“never relent in the protections of—
our peaceful tracts of open space
our waters that deliver and keep life
and our dark skies of hope beyond”
Photo Courtesy of Rod Sorenson— rcoakley.com
Snow Canyon
“Snow Canyon remains one of those weird geographic anomalies. A multicolor marmalade adventure molded in nature's clever hands of shape, shadow, and time.”
Photos Courtesy of Rod Sorenson— rcoakley.com
AI— A Means to An End In 7 Easy Steps
“So—will love exist in a quantum world of perfected reality—in cells of collective reasoning? And who will we be—as we cancel out all differences?”
Below Beasts
“they live above our indulgence
and our hackneyed opinions
to only give of themselves
in pure—unconditional love”
Please Make Me Great Again
“but now I am worn beyond ancient bones
hollowed out in petrifying depression
to a withering squint of Great Salt Lake
and I no longer feel so great—”
Peace Trails
“baptized in the caressing dews of willows—
we emerge beneath an azure-blue atmosphere
redeemed once again—in a fresh ray of hope”
Photos courtesy of Jessica Taylor Crystal