Between the harkened, and the stars that loved,they wrestled for the sky above.lay solar waste to the system next,left laws of physics justly vexed,no star can escape to some other system,but he seized her arm, so she ardently kissed him. they flew south or north from nowhere mapped,while the windless heliopause thunder clappedthe jealous stars, they raged and cried,though some …

in majestic night, under the strawberry moon,as the blithe fireflies of the summer nights swoon,the jasmine blooms, so haunting in splendor,a gift from a star from some benevolent sender,as our ancestors dance, I glimpse their shy shimmer,and light is sipped slowly, a chablis of a glimmer.a world hidden, pressed gently, as petals in pagesfor centuries, linen bound by mystics and …

I’m nothing, if not fowl, so my instinct’s to fly,but half-human pilots can’t stay long in sky. My ears are starved for whispers braised with creamy words,or the sound of grinding thunder, or the rain of extinct birds. my fingers ache through time and space as if I’m reading braille,though the letters evade my memory and my wind reeds sometimes …