poem – Blue Pen Strokes

Promise

In the midnight blue expanse
The rotund Moon hangs –
A bauble precious,
The stars are not far behind –
All trinkets, glamorous;
They say its luminescence
Can bring about madness
But all I gather is succor
In its gentle iridescence;
There is a calmness
A promise in its presence
To conquer the Darkness
And it’s forever mounting hubris.

Poetry inspired by the book cover for Moses Wolcott Redding. Standard Ahiman Rezon and Blue Lodge Guide. New York : Redding & Co., 1889 — Source.

Lament of the Earth

#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo Day 29

Book cover for Ignatius Donnelly. Ragnarok: The Age of Fire and Gravel.

Do demons ride
The tail of a comet
And angels descend
In meteor showers
Does the man on the Moon
Know all our shenanigans
And the proud Sun laugh
At our daily humdrum
Do constellations shift
To rewrite horoscopes
Or the planets conspire
To decide fortunes

We gaze upon the stars
In hope and despair
Wishing for wings
And fairytale havens
Where diamonds rain
And the grass is emerald
While our blue-green orb
Screams to be heard;
In worshiping the skies
Gods, new and old
We callously decried
Our Earth’s demise

Poetry inspired by the book cover for Ignatius Donnelly. Ragnarok: The Age of Fire and Gravel. New York, D. Appleton and Company, 1883 — Source.

Just Revealed

#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo Day 27

It was the day I forgot my phone
The world revealed itself to me
In myriad hues and varied designs
Sunrays in the branches swayed
Where the beetle and butterfly played
A tiny sprout in a forgotten pot
A loved trinket in a lost spot
A book teased with a cover bright
Flavors, colors burst forth in delight
Silent, my mind and heart rested
I just stood still and broadly smiled

Poetry inspired by the book cover for Frances Trego Montgomery. On a Lark to the Planets. Akron: The Saalfield Publishing Co., 1904 — Source.

Musing under the moonlight

#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo Day 25

Book cover of Jules Verne. *From the Earth to the Moon*. London, Sampson Low, Marston, Low, and Searle, 1873 — Source.

Musing under the moonlight
Streaming through glass doors
I wonder if the Moon beings, too
Meditate on our blue-green orb
Does it work for them and how
As we spin on the axis of flaws?
Do they think, we Earthlings
Beneath the aurora borealis
Are so distant, alluring, magical!
Does all creation seek answers
Across obscure transcendence
Is it the destiny of cosmos
To seek what’s not to be ours!

Layoffs

#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo Day 18

There was no way of telling
What pleasures they find,
Those who brew trouble
Or live to contrive
Stories that spark fear
Or lies to make us tremor
And how they find peace
Lining deep pockets
With the labor of others
Yet, when we look around
The smiles belong to those
Who wouldn’t lend a dime
Or spare a trifling thought
For the sorrows they cause.

Poetry inspired by the book cover for Frederic Ingham. Ten Time One is Ten. Boston: Roberts Brothers, 1871 — Source.

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