Poetry – 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.

Insomnia

#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo Day 26

The dark night lies
Entangled in my hair
Shadows seep into the sheets
Creeping, crawling, never still
Deafening, the heartbeats
Under the silent assault
Of creatures from beyond
Conspirators, scheming in delight
Cheering on my insomnia!

The twisted blade buries
Deep in my brain
Carving dreary silhouettes
Watching me from the doorway
Tormented, I lie wide awake
Wishing the nocturnal pain away
Gnawing at my eye sockets
The visions continue to laugh
Mocking my insomnia!

A discarded thought scurries
On my fluttering eyelids
Sneaking in forgotten stories
From cracks in the windows
Astonished, I am at the scenes
That demolish my dreams
Where were these hidden until now
Voices, images, resentment, regrets
Accomplices of my insomnia!

Poetry inspired by the book cover for Charles Kingsley. The Water Babies. London: Macmillan and Co., 1886 — 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!

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