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Tweaking the light from Quasars
She was destined for high
minded things,
called across the universe
to tweak the spectrum
of light
from Quasars
Wrapped in perfumed
ambition,
like a swath of wild
honey suckles
twirling their way toward the light
Bound by nothing but sky
and stars,
till the fabric of galaxies were fully
untwirled
like strands of DNA
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How could I have missed this?
How could I have missed this? I could feel the ascension in each stellar line. You answered the call of infinity, dear poet. Gorgeous work. Thank you kindly for the acknowledgment.
The rooms of your mysterious mansion
Your words are like musical notes – that create an ascending stairway. I walk up those stairs to explore the rooms of your mysterious mansion.
Gorgeous! I wish wrote it!
Gorgeous! I wish wrote it! Maybe I did in a subconscious breeze and you caught it? Nice dream! Oh well I never did wear envy well. Well done! I loved it! Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Jouncing to the Jazz
Maybe we’re floating on the same harmonic frequency – jouncing to the jazz of the same congruent tune.
I really like this.
I really like this.
J-Called
The updraughts of inspiration
You’ve got to ride the updraughts of inspiration wherever you find them – and see where they take you.