Day: March 8, 2023

The uni of Brazil, fond soup simmering in ancient pot over sunlit fire where steam and smoke conjoin a marriage kiss in line with awestruck porridge bliss.

Seeing him linenclad togaclothed she approached him asking advice. He raised a hand before she could speak, “oft I am mistaken for some cultic safronic guru or

Sunlit gusts flash brightened green of leaf,high leaves abattis of sprawling chartreuse in sturdy maple trees tall and ancientseems living swaymakes long bend of repeatbeneath the puffwhite

Hoag’s a hundred thousand light year wide Galaxy from side to sideMaking eerie soundslike soundtracksof flicks classed sci fiOr postmodsynthetic music thatstill goes on radioavant garde.Said Hoag

An earth where flux rules all and seems so every bliss,(and tragedy’s but sadconsequence of all this)is home to oftplaced circumstance where complacence leads to confusing all

Let’s take it apart and see how it works inside,what makes it tickAs gizmo gadgeteers would sayway back in the goodold daysWhen men built ships by tweezer

Great untendered goddess of abysmal dark of night, where true sky unveils bleak stone cold depth of All of awe. Abattis thoughts crisscross the mind to grind

Fear of loud sounds, bridges or bloodalong with darkremain the primate dread of whichmy brothers and sisters are still comprised, do comprehend.Yet they enable internal belief within:said

Not even the trees can snag to halt this vicious breeze that bucks stone angle of cornered house and boasts of broken boughs to disconsole all twisted