Moon Globes

Holiday arrayed, dazzling gauze, impeccable gaze.
Delicate paper sculpture
forest of splendor, tin foil twinkle Moonglow spell.
Gifts for me misters and mistresses,
ladies and gents as pass through take a glitter-stamped chance.
Iridescent, day-glo globes, fairy dust in billow enchantment.
Petite performance, illumined revelry – light we carry, share, renew.
If we might Believe, just enough to stare hard into flowing crystal.
See, fragile and fleeting, glass slowly melting, gently emitting.
Still peace, mindful passion, portentous glimmer, every facet effervescent.
Open adventure, taste inhaled atoms from unfathomed distance.
In this small crystal, starlight smiles.
Solar rays slow kiss strength and warmth.
Beauty answers, in her aspect of eternity.
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Beaches at sunset, quiet waves, sparkling reflection;
sand like dulcet bedding, lazily shaded serene meditation.
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Mountain ponds grounded by pastel flowers;
bright feathered geese flitter on high in sparse array;
fairy light just enough to wander beyond glare or haze.
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Clear long straight road into fantasy landscape, then curving
through mythic hills, farms, forests, lit by wide blue breeze,
water-painted sky, scent of perfumed trees.
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Winter magic freshly frosted, swirled, made new and brilliant.
Smell delicious promise, evoking caress of awe.
Call to seekers, lure of melody sweet, calm, effulgent.
Birds in homeward flight, toward early sunset.
Full of good harvest, ready to roost through darkness.
Is this blessed omen of peaceful plenty to rejoice?
Or mere preparation for harsh Winter tempests to come?
Huddling against terrible storms, well placed, safe, together.
Strangers nested, perfumed, rarified, through rugged weather,
waiting for Lightbringer, morning star, warm welcoming peace.
Sparkly lights over our Wintering fields,
festivities of generosity, best humanity can offer
— spirit of liberation immersed in joyous celebration.
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Holy Chaos

Please, never mock at Eris
Lest Eris mock with you
She of star hot temper
Fells any who upset Her
You haven’t got a clue
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It isn’t that you’re stupid,
or even that She’s wise,
but that’s She’s wildly puissant
You aren’t dealing with Cupid
mere love spells to hypnotize
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She wields power of Chaos
She cares not about Right
Nor who is strong or bravest
What Eris wants She stages
to play within Her sight
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Will charged up with magic
Slights small or large revenged
Express desire, She grabs it
Though for you it’s tragic
She laughs and strikes again
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Best mortal, mock not Eris
Lest Eris mock with you
Unfazed by fear nor reason
She razes as She pleases
You haven’t got a clue
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Make Peace The Issue