Sleep Prince Nibs

I can see that in your eyes there is a time

That is coming where it will not rhyme

I hear that in your voice there is a timbre

Whose mellow tones strain without limber

I hold your unsteady hands so to calm

The storms that you once carried in your palm

I understand now how you must leave the day

Only know I will never be far away

Sleep my handsome Prince Nibs in yonder place

and wait - for I shall come to touch your sweet face.

A Song of Beauty

The river has neither a source nor end

From whence its flowing waters begin;

As destiny springs with neither promise of fate

Nor runs with reasons that hold spate

Against relative distances beyond reach

Or provide a base-time that will teach

That stepping into the dark waters of immersion

Will be an exquisite equivalence of cosmic inversion

Where sleep travels upon the trails of light

And a single thought envelops the night.

Immersion

The river has neither a source nor end

From whence its flowing waters begin;

As destiny springs with neither promise of fate

Nor runs with reasons that hold spate

Against relative distances beyond reach

Or provide a base-time that will teach

That stepping into the dark waters of immersion

Will be an exquisite equivalence of cosmic inversion

Where sleep travels upon the trails of light

And a single thought envelops the night.

Life In Yellow Dress

With but a single breath

Spring has taken back death

and now we understand

that life never does end

though the ground is cold

and our time is old

hold that first crocus as bless

for life wears a yellow dress.

Purpose

This place we come to when all is done

Doesn’t seem to house abject losing

Nor does it offer winsome quests -

Failure’s place assures darkness

In permanence and acquiescence

For all who will never leave;

To sleep eternally without solace.

And those who must move on along the way?

They will become the long horizon

Taking the full day as their own

For there seems no other purpose

Then to wake the morning’s call.

Number Nine

Abacus commands:

Bring one carry nine

Count a simple way to infinity.

Divinity begins after zero

Ends at the base of ten;

Flames in rings of damnation’s layered red laces;

Glowing blue exodus finds place - at number nine.