Where's Mikey

concave ember enclave,

elevated and upright.

enlightenment.

reflecting glints,

guide stones.

sky high.

Man made land star in a grounded constellation.

A constellation: made man grounded in star-land.

Homer. An LP, lost at sea.

Spiral stairways

Swirling beams

Rays rotating, whirlpool.

Crystalline Reflection

Seaplane meditation. Little prince Elevated.

Perched Perspective points, flashing out

Beaconing light like rose centers.

Responsibility. Thorns.

Salt the boards & swim away
The port dropped two
Starboard, crank East left

Waterlogged, hope
Captains call, faith
Lost horizon, surrender.

Fulcrum teeter, abandon ship

Desire rise to surface!

I summon you henceforth

You’re my bride whenceforth if you’ll have me, freedom

You’re mine if you mind me.

I find the old friend stranger
newness in his eyes, familiar
yesterday’s life sinks by sinks
I like his eyes
they breathe, then twinkle.

Evil thrashes, crashes
Love opens, wholeness.

His eyes open wider, I remember
I remember
I remember

faith is my right, strong leg
versei, reason my left
tread on one, circles
peddle together & float.

Desire fueled by hope effeminated by time
sensitive, attuned.

I feel the flow around me, know

the waves I fought with fists, now my open hand.

Submerged, I’m nothing more than the ocean

another story, another time.

For now I flow, tamed, in the silhouette of her ember glow.

The Lighthouse.