Photon/S.S Blue Radiation

A single snowflake falls into the rabbit hole.

Walking back to the lake to see our reflections, curving each step to the tempo of our hearts.

A glimpse of the original blindness.

The last part of Societies Muse will tie it all together. After Societies Muse the idea I want to go over is The Tilts in the Compass which is also a reoccurring theme here. There will be a set of poems exploring that concept just as we did with Societies Muse.

 


 

Blink, blink then become

Carry your ideas on a halo; the aura always throws them off. That same glow is coming from your cup. We sit at desks, designing seats for the rocket. Broken cup holders and questions of an inflight movie make all of us laugh. Is everybody here? Carry your ideas on a set of wings; the aura always throws them off. That same glow is coming from your cup.

The steps feel like leaps.

Flares light up the road.

             No satellite’s eyes could see through the ink in the second sky.

I pace in worn-down shoes for nothing,

Although I wonder how my shoes had become so worn from walking on a cloud.

The steps feel like leaps.

I miss the forwardness from back then; now, forward actually means what it is. Then, it meant hope.

That same glow is coming from your future.

The electric charge, the lighting in a bottle, the static that forever fills the air.

What sways the heart and gives life direction?

Mimic the breeze that makes your hair stand up

I pace in worn down shoes for nothing although I wonder how my shoes had become so worn down from walking on a cloud.

Becoming accustom to lava and mud

Accustom to ocean vents and the creation of new islands

Frankenstein’s neck bolts as ice cubes and sparks from the bottle fell into our cups, as the sky poured electricity into the atmosphere

The neck bolts brought my vision back

Existence then awareness

Blink, blink then become

 


 

Thanks for reading and here are two articles and two poems that hint at some of the ideas that I will be covering in the last part of Societies Muse, and I really enjoyed reading these two poems and I hope you do too. Have good day and thanks for the support.

https://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2019/04/190415160820.htm
https://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2019/08/190805134054.htm
https://poets.org/poem/moment-1
https://poets.org/poem/blessing-wedding

Mimic the breeze that makes your hair stand up

That same glow is coming from your future.

 


 

Image by https://www.shutterstock.com/g/arztsamui
1st Science Daily article written by Stuart Wolpert
2nd Science Daily article written by Erica k. Brockmeier
1st poem written by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
2nd poem written by Jane Hirshfield

Main Poetry written by Arron Leland
I’ll try to catch the part of me that is falling. Until then I’ll try to learn how use my wings from the butterflies that hand me the phone when you’re calling. – Arron Leland

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