Diamond Seeds

 

 

swirling silver

spells

of melting strength

and dulcet colours

I am embraced

ichorous Icarus

mellifluent

serous,

my heart is liquid

a syrup ink

the sun is my face

and with squeezing

ORANGE

air

thick and free

i am kissed!

Translucent diamond

seeds

FLYING IN

to populate this soul

I am CHEST FIRST

to heaven

cleaved, snapped, w r en c h e d

a willing supernova!

 

 

Published by The Silver Poet

I AM a little spark in the sea of conscious awareness. I am passionate about bringing the concept of freedom of expression into the forefront of our one mind and a keen awareness of personal power to the hearts of little children everywhere. I exist to express!

41 thoughts on “Diamond Seeds

      1. The death of a star. It explodes and implodes simultaneously. Shoots it’s starstuff out into the galaxy, enriching everything in it’s path (but also destroying everything close enough) and, like the idea of the Phoenix, new stars can be born in its remnants.

        They say that a supernova can become a black hole, because the star eventually becomes a tiny pinpoint, but its entire gravity remains.

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    1. I have been playing with swirls a LOT lately…my friend pointed out today that they are probably kundalini related since its all I have been talking about! she’s probably right and so now she and I have decided to work toward an exhibition in a bout a year exploring the colours and delight of feminine beauty and sexuality awakening! cool huh?

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