

My message from the Oracle after another restless night.

fire lingers,
the color of ice–
a voice that flowers
like a ghost
must stars only live
in the ocean sky?
night surrounds us,
vast with a wild
secret always
My message from the Oracle after another restless night.
fire lingers,
the color of ice–
a voice that flowers
like a ghost
must stars only live
in the ocean sky?
night surrounds us,
vast with a wild
secret always
body mind time
collaborations
concealing
revealing
light line shadow surface trace
inhabitation
reshaped by
fragmented motion
like shadows
like mirrors
reflecting and following
the moon caught shining
left exposed
particles disguised
by outlines
beclouded
by time by futures eclipsed
by the dance of stars
A quadrille for dVerse, where De has provided us with the word star.
The Oracle was a bit enigmatic today. I’ve matched her words with a collage box oracle message–another piece of art recently rediscovered in my cleaning.
almost the fool’s eye
the voice of our unreason
less dazzle more magic
dancing clouds surround eternity
stars remember breath flying
this wild ocean of sky
why not yet
Will you gift me with shadow
wings that uncontain my soul?
Will you scatter me like stars,
wonder me, constellate me?
Will you expand me soaring,
wind me in spiraled orbits,
weave me whole, astral, bewinged?
A pleiades poem for Laura at dVerse. This is a distilled revision of a poem I wrote in 2016 and the artwork I did to accompany it.
we do not
need revelation–
what will be
should be un
known, a mystery, like night
skies, like orbiting—
if we hold
the stars, the cosmos,
constant in
awe, we have
already seen both the be
ginning and the end
A shadorma chain for Colleen’s tanka Tuesday. The theme, picked by Sally Cronin, is the night sky.
raise me up
with words with singing
shout me out
pull me free
of the faceless gravity
escapeless vortex
return me
to a calmer sea
gentle winds
to nourish
star skies opening wing-filled
luminosity
give to me
a landing some place
solid ground
to answer
when I call from where I wait
undestinated
I once had an idea to do my own set of collage Tarot cards. I started with zero, The Fool, which I’ve done a number of times since. Over the years I’ve also done a few others–The Tower, the Ace of Cups. This moment in time seems to me to call out for The Star, the beacon of renewal, hope, and faith that follows the disintegrating Tower in the Tarot deck.
My windows face east, and in the clear early mornings I can see Venus. The other day, next to her, the half moon shone large and bright over the silhouettes of the buildings across the subway tracks, both anchor and comfort in a world increasingly restricted and isolated.
Linked to dVerse OLN, hosted by Grace.
A message from the Oracle inspired by Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.
It seemed to call for an appearance by the birdlings.
night child
sails the ghosts of star angels
born into the breath
of winged trees
oceans flying on air
sky opening itself
like some foolish heart
on fire
Have you listened to the night sky
opening yourself wide
to let it echo through you?
Have you tasted the stars?
Opening yourself wide
have your eyes become mirrors?
Have you tasted the stars,
your veins glowing?
Have your eyes become mirrors
of infinite silences,
your veins glowing,
drunk with the darkness
of infinite silences?
Have you been pulled,
drunk with the darkness,
into luminous trajectories ?
Have you been pulled,
revisiting the returning
of luminous trajectories,
forever somewhere else?
Have you revisited the returning–
let it echo through you
forever as somewhere else?
have you listened to the night sky?
This is the first of two similar pantoums I composed for Merril’s dVerse echo theme. The art is from the archives.
As you may have noticed, I like the repetition and echoing in the pantoum form, and the way it circles back on itself. You may have also noticed I often write about the night sky, the stars, and the moon, often assisted by the Oracle. Merril and Jane, who are also acquainted with the Oracle, told me not to read their poems until I had composed my own, but I’m guessing stars appear in theirs somewhere too.
Of course stars echo in light!