courtesy: Alexander Redmon
He was intertwined in
galaxies of frustration
constantly building
on sections of
lost, wayward rays
reaching for stars
that always seemed to dim
then recede far away
before he could touch them…
but he kept trying,
creating pockets
that carried
his unique breath
through the dense air
floating past rocky bars of
unjustified
meteoric
fears.
Latticed planets of light,
colourfully shaped with
distinctive glows
had kept him
balanced when
insistent black holes
came upon him
to steal the magic
he kept guarded securely
in the depths of his throat.
They arose
with an insatiable hunger to
overthrow all hopes
into vacuums hard pressed with
past and present times bursting
forth into a shower which
streaked across his vision
blissfully
with woes,
none of his own,
but frightfully extended
meaning to magnify
the distance
between his efforts
and where his dreams ended.
He hung from
the last notch on
Orion’s Belt
desperate for the universe
to feel what he felt
thinking maybe if it did
it could catapult
him into the position
he knew he was to fill,
burning the fragrance
of hells he had conquered
into wisps of the heaven
he was meant to live in…
and there and then
without a second or third thought
to consolidate the action
that grew ripe in his heart
he let go;
and swung himself high
determined to create
a path newly formed
above the galaxies below
and when his eyes caught fire
he knew his time had come
to be the ruler
of the flames of the sun.
My inspiration: A Solitary Daddy Long Legs Spider [random, I know :) ]
© KohylahPiper 2015
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