Ms Cosmic van Dust

Ms Cosmic van Dust

Reality goes beyond imagination or prose

We feel securely snug in the sunshine as the world goes

Then comes the kicker and some may need liquor

For we’ve discovered reality’s ultimate picture

Everything we are is a reflection of cosmic dust

That’s not the same as something triggering sneezes or coughs

It’s unseen until a trace is gleaned

Its message is sent thru’ mathematical means

Cosmic dust’s shy and secretive

She’s mercurial and loyal without any disguise

A smile that lights the day and night

Brimming with energy and filled with mysterious delight

Humanity’s a physical and emotional reflection

To wit, even hologram-like, making many shudder with revulsion

Anyone doubting that we’re an intelligent creation

Will find God gazing at them, at the end of a quantum equation

Backwards then Forwards

Backwards then Forwards

The appreciation of beauty increases with age

Looking back there’s wonderment

The faces loved were appreciated and desired

But now I look back and, never realized

I study the faces and form in pictures reflecting the past

A feeling of happiness flashes and I’m flushed

I remember the lips and bits designed to emote

I wish that the past could return each week for a ‘nite

It’s a curious turn that surprises

Its pictures of Dorian Grey in personal reprises

But too I know now what happened and where they went

I’m sad about those lost and others I’ll never again touch

Beauty isn’t skin deep when nights are fondly remembered

Its eternity because time disappears, lit by passion’s embers

They’re all within my personal sanctum

The past haunts and kisses, the future releases

Intangible Entanglement

Intangible Entanglement

The extent of reality stretches way beyond physicality

Philosophically we must recognize our lives objectively

Beyond tangibility and observation we can only figure rationally

The basis is logic conceptualized thru’ reason, taught by our “Man for All Seasons”

In celebration of Aristotle, my philosophical mother, dear Ayn Rand

My greatest gift instilled by my mother, to think is to stand

For this is the human bastion of defense against all

The crucible anvil, resolute before big or small

The mindset of mankind when set to default

Reflects the quixotic, romantic, laissez-faire and pedantic

We too create something out of the blue

Entangled, two hearts start singing together when love’s true

As we discover and uncover, greater becomes the unfathomable

For reality moves from me and you, thru’ to the intangible

We move from words to the language of logic

Alas, it’s a separation from math which diminishes us, it’s tragic

Excellence’s Cheerleaders

Excellence’s Cheerleaders

At the edge of excellence is a reach

There’re those across, in that rarified street

But behind are the vast, who never try to seek

It’s those in between, who’re reaching and keen

To be good is never enough, its frustration stuff

But never to try despite you is a disgraceful rough

Nothing’s easy but your passions will uplift you

It seems most folks have their passions killed, it’s true

But the fortunate have minds of tough resistance

To pursue with unrelenting insistence

These are the ones that reach and from these come excellence

But still there’re those that’ll always be striving

On reflection, is it better to be those that’ve never?

Or those who’ll strive with frustration hives?

I say again, not following your passions is a waste of life

It’s better to be behind excellence than in the stillness strife

Within A Wink

Within A Wink

Pray to be enriched by energy from The Light

The source of it all, for everything IS Light

Source of particles which are also waves

The Unknown is consciousness that allows US to wave

Conundrums and riddles the unknown laughs

Way beyond in dimensions and the multiverse

We see the traces like wetness from rain

But never see the rain except thru’ a mathematical brain

The dull and the skeptical as well as the debunker

Reason’s the earthly driver that allows us to discover

Evidence isn’t a one way trickster

It’s a dancing joker with a sidekick named Jester

Where the cards fall is chaos’ choice

It may appear to be random but, that’s a matter of nescience

We can’t see the force fields that wave and buffet us

But can calculate there’re more than four dimensions to suss

Always Risk Sublimely

Always Risk Sublimely

To look back at my past seems surreal

A picture of time that was happily mine

In the morning shine, equities divine

A curious ivory world sublime

A mix of reality, emotion and time is a brew

Kisses, chances, vipers and dalliances

Fair days, some near misses and watch your back

When it comes to high finance you’re always under attack

It’s fair to say there’s no regret

I left that place wracked not ruined

Too many I knew became guests of the State

Greed covers the gaping abyss until it’s too late

But innocence with ambition’s a pathway thru’

I’d trade nothing for the experience, my survivalist sixth sense

Yet it’s not the negatives that are felt after so long

It’s all the positives and they made it a most happy song

Disgrace’s Kiss

Disgrace’s Kiss

The great light of Decadence is convention’s fright

For merely a veneer away, it elicits guilty delight

You can’t avoid its scratch or orgasmic match

So society condemns, shuns and names it, Disgrace!

What a laugh a minute when the world’s viewed from Her arms

Perhaps it’s because of Disgrace’s seductive charms

Excitement and mystery is Disgrace’s veritable history

For nobody knows what Disgrace is, until you kiss Her

But even then don’t feel comfortable, for you may have kissed Him

Disgrace has no side until subconsciously YOU decide

That shock when psyche taps your shoulder

You’d no idea until you drank that absinthe called cider

Do you run and hide then sneak in for a confession on the early tide?

Even then, the step’s been taken and innocence has died

You walk back past the club, YOUR name’s Disgrace

Neither choice nor decision, your Identity’s given