Mirrors and Trellises, Poetry Audio Blog

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Mirrors and Trellises

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Trellis the Cosmos

clicks and pauses
code and inference
from earth to sky
pattern shepherds chaos
from nonsense to meaning

foundation and base
erect geometric mirrors
among the cirrus
so we can see ourselves
transcend and enlighten

acrimony is muted
fear is rejected
tossed down, buried deep
to serve as naught
but fallen compost
detritus and worn ideas

expansion, growing together
grants meaning to an otherwise
meaningless babble

bound to each other
through understanding
consensus and compromise
the hive finds the way

all sides and perspectives
maintained and evolving
sustained and supported

build the pillars
arches and steppes
trellis the garden

throughout the cosmos
there will be nothing until we get there

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I am one of those people. Yes indeed, I will send you funny memes for no other reason except they made me laugh, and I hope they might make you laugh too. Every minute we spend laughing is a minute we don't spend worrying and a minute that makes the next minute also less likely to be filled with worry and anxiety. Everything come from what came before.

I recently learned the sharing of funny or positive memes is called pebbling. I am not sure why, perhaps I need to do some research; but I think it might refer to a clandestine, night time visit of a friend or romantic interest and the throwing of pebbles up at your window; that they might steal a few forbidden minutes with you, after curfew, and under the stars. Please don't tell me if it means something else, for I truly believe this what it should mean.

And as we look up at those constellations and solar systems, so far past bedtime, we almost imagine the universe itself is pebbling us in return, tossing some stardust our way, inviting us to steal some time and stand still under whatever satellites and distant fusion grants us light in the darkness, to travel through time and existence, without takin a step.

Slow Moving Vehicles

in the Eternity Lane Only

think about escape
things you’ll need
can carry on your back

pay close attention
don’t be foolish
or rush away all foolhardy

work on your schematics
you’ll need processors
grapplers, and pods
certainly a stardrive

where are you going to find room
for all that …

you site fibonacci
claim you can fit infinity
in your exoskeleton

sure, I return
if you have eternity to putter around
but you’ll never get out of the system
with forever sitting on your spine

Immortality is for slow-moving vessels only
I can’t fathom why you’d want to leave this place anyway

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Indeed why would we want to leave this place, this beautiful Earth, where we have seasons, abundance, and diversity, eclipses and outrageous horizon crosses ... I mean sunsets and sunrises. What would be the point, to view eternity alone and within a vacuum?

I brought up pebbling or meme-sharing because a very dear friend who alas distance separates us, sent me a short video about Rjukan, Norway. Ryukan is a little, narrow valley settlement, far up north, that exists in shadow from September to March. That is a lot of dark. Even the most balanced, healthy-living and sunny-shiny Polly-Anna would struggle to keep their little internal light shining that long.

Not to worry, science really did come to the rescue here. The Norwegians, who borrowed from the Italians, but lets face they both borrowed from the Moon, brought out some very big mirrors and redirected sunlight smack into the middle of the town square. Bringing back the light, but also bringing towns folks together to share the light in the persistently darkest of seasons.

Trellised Together

a good trade
beaded roses
for vêtements
& defences
all vestments are shed

I wear your coat
… you claim

on its return
I say …
I will be naked

but not cold

… you promise

step in
there is room
for us both

you offer fragrance
I offer tender truth
we gift one another
with warmth
and comfort
complementary coupling

entwine

a luminescent vine
I have ceded my thorns
that I might cling and grow
among your sylvan scaffold
add light to your industry

love in symbiosis

trellised together
we reach beyond the sky
inhabit the heavens
harness the sun
seed the cosmos
expand and grow
as one

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There is a truism that I discovered, one's outlook really does affect what they see when they look out from themselves, onto others and the material world. There is no escaping our own individual perspective; if you see in black and white, things look stark; but sometimes a little light shown at the right angle and at the right time, from a far, from another, always sourced from a celestial body, can split the monochrome into a spectrum of countless hues, chase away the most stubborn of shadows, and even jewel the darkest night sky.

We are all each other's mirrors, but we are also free to modify the reflection we pebble back. We are free to pull a funny face when our mirrored-partner is worried; we are free to offer a sympathetic smile when the other is sad; we are free to send cat memes and videos of Husky dogs saying I love you. We can offer a little bit of light in the darkest of season and into the deepest crevasses. So let that little internal light of yours shine; you never know what Way it will it will illuminate.

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Words and Images are my own.

Trellis the Cosmos is published in Domesticate the Heavens. Slow Monvie Vehicles in the Eternity Lane Only is published in Monsters, Avatars, and Angels. Trellised Together is published in Strays. All titles are available in paperback or digital through amazon and your local libraries and bookstores. Click on any title below to further explore and support my writing.


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...step in
there is room
for us both

you offer fragrance
I offer tender truth
we gift one another
with warmth
and comfort
complementary coupling

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...a luminescent vine
I have ceded my thorns
that I might cling and grow
among your sylvan scaffold
add light to your industry

Your lyrical trajectory was tremendous! Great job Pryde!

Thanks for sharing!

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