m.t. whitington


A force majeure, female catalyst, futurist, polemicist, psychonaut, epistemologist. Ruminating between the lines with a clarion call and extreme unction.  A global writer with southern roots.


black horizons and stars of jacinth

black horizons and stars of jacinth

black horizons came up and kissed me.

black horizons opined they missed me.

composed things are but a dream,

a metaphorical fugue on minds and machines.

still warm rain blew in and killed the summer,

early leaves caught in the great fall

turned in august winds misty exchange,

taking longer than we suspect

in the knowing of the day, forever winter does call.

 

solarflare spits tongues of flame,

calming ocean floors echoing distant wane.

the earth turning plays upon her universal mobius

composing a subtle attractive flip in resonance,

eyes last look at the moon rising from the sea

in the unasking, rocks speak of excursions and reversals.

truth telling switched on longevity genetic stop clock,

we are verbs in the long count all multiplying integral functions.

copper, silver, gold, earth sings like a canary

but the chorus of dawn is struck with deep bass

as the conductor tunes deep space.

 

rue the day nothingness became lost in translation

and her frequency changed to a gentile catastrophic event.

crisis initiation confounds romantic love, which is not that old,

ushering in another interval of love for fellow warriors bold.

against the solar winds, surviving under constant auroras,

north south cardinals charged waves in all four corners.

indra jewels reflect in pearls, casting her temptress net

covered in telluric dew and shocking fret.

even our earth, like us, is a miracle of self reference

grounded in the dark space of negative.

 

wearing red zircon jewelled vestments,

vast acoustic jewels radiate auras. -ARJAV

must follow diamond star beneath thee.

five poisons find their wisdoms

and the spine holds thunderbolt and diamond,

as the pillar of the world changes in an eyeblink.

a cymatic breeze stimulated sympathetic hum

on strange loop following djinn into hollow earth,

holding to vajra, swallowing bell musical tonic,

to the magnificent cathedral room

of seven mountains that burst and interlace

with stars of jacinth and pearls of space.  

black horizons came up and kissed me.

black horizons opined they missed me,

black horizons and stars of jacinth.

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three tetractys

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