The Four

Deepest eternal Elementals
     each ….. sui generis ….. defining …..

The Quaternary …..
     of mercurial epochs past …..
unwrapped eras present and …..
     veiled spans ….. yet ….. to be …..

          Guardians    Elders    Healers
                Attestants    Teachers
                           ∞  Spirits  ∞

Solo as full ….. Essentials …..each wilful …..
Essence of a Soul …..each will ….. fulfill  …..

Curators ….. each
     of their subscribed Querencia
          yet proferring ….. so much more …..

Sanctuary for those unaware
     of their own needs

Respite for those aware
     of their lone solitudes

Silence for those
     overwhelmed by the indiscreet

Respect for those
     who earn and share ….. theirs

          The Four …..

Soil
     offering carpeted foundation and
          verduous growth
     requesting only shared renewal and
          seasonal enthusiasm

Breath
     offering limitless expanse and
          breathy whimsy
     requiring only unclouded extent and
          shy verve

Spark
     offering fervored passion and
          sanguine temerity
     respectful of ancient dignity and
          legendary enchantment

Vapour
     offering cerulean vigour and
          aqueous rebirth
     responsive to Life …..
               Herself …..

Carving translucent runes
     upon Night’s onyx canvas
          inky trails pursuing noctilucent comets
     their universal diary inscribed
          for all to decypher
should they dare …..

Each witnessing wonders of the cosmos
Each charged with mortal duties
     seemingly beneath
          their earned statures and legacies
     yet …..

….. willingly shared
     defining their sacred Virtues

Aye, there be Dragons here …..
There be Dragons …..
     ….. everywhere …..

Yet …..
     far more elusive and precious …..

….. there be Imagination here …..

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A bit of a long project to write about four basic ‘Elementals’ (Dragons), that love to dance with my muse! The first is already written, entitled ‘The Wyvern of Wickaninnish‘ and represents ‘Vapour‘ ….. mentioned above. The others ….. await their turn on the dance floor, made of starlight, moonbeams and eclipses!!
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Adrasteia

Two tears
     always …..
Two tears
     only …..

unnoticed by overshadowed wraiths
     fixated solely on dew and gloss

perceived by a solitary heart
     attendant soulfully to ….. possibilities

one azure tear of unparalleled destinies
     as yet unknown to her

one cerulean tear of unrivaled joys
     as met knowingly by her

relics surround her coerced choice of stage
     riveted by flash and flesh

ignorant of her ancestral hardihood
     else they would flee this Dictaean Cave

Beyond the revolving chaos …..
     seek only those that will ….. share

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Adrasteia is the feminine form of Greek Adrastos, commonly known to mean “Inescapable” and/or “Not Running Away“. In Greek mythology, this is the name of a nymph who cared for the infant Zeus, and is also an epithet belonging to the goddess Nemesis.
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Withheld

Of silent heartbeats ….. within
odic Yang withstands ….. dark Yin
of insistent souls ….. impelled
passions ….. no longer withheld

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TanagaWikipedia
The Tanaga is a type of Filipino poem, consisting of four lines with seven syllables each with the same rhyme at the end of each line — that is to say a 7-7-7-7 Syllabic verse, with an AABB rhyme scheme.

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With

With infinite patience
  one song had been composed
    yet was never performed
      nor recorded
        nor heard

Within finite heartbeats
  two dancers choreographed dreams
    yet were never shared
      nor believed
        nor realized

With outstretched passions
  two hearts astonished their muses
    yet were never illuminated
      nor reflected
        nor mourned

Without stretched heartbeats
  no poem would have ever been authored
    would have ever have been printed
      would have ever been spoken aloud
        would have ever been shared

within each without
  heartbeats echo but once
    throughout abandoned concert halls
      with disconsolate muses
        as solitary audience members

silent witnesses…..
 from
   opposite
     balcony
       seats

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Was

He was the man she used ….. to ground herself
   but not the man she chose ….. to reflect upon

How fickle starlight is ….. at noon
   disallowing all greyscaled shadows
      cast upon spent scarlet roses

How truthful daylight is ….. at midnight
   authorizing dark crimson runes
      tattoos gracing perfectly weathered scrolls

How fearful she was of ….. her own reflection
   outpacing light itself
      scurrying midst contrived sepia heartbeats

Was she ever true ….. ever ?

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Trilogy ….. 俳句 ….. 川柳 ….. 短歌

Illusory ….. Haiku 俳句

Rhythmic illusions
Once in her lifetime heartbeat
One dances … for you…..

 

Gaze ….. Senryū 川柳

Charcoal etched voyeurs
Poised dignity protects her
onyx sculptured heart

 

Masks …..Tanka 短歌

Masks for passions lost
acquiescent gloss and brume
strength mends her sorrow
prisms of her own designs
prisons of her owed desires

 

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Dree

Declare thine own false truths

Defend fossilized greed

Depend upon unknowns

Deny stencilled quill strokes

Despite wry twists of Fate

Diverging destinies

Doubt not this true heartbeat

✩      ✫      ✬            ✮      ✰      ✩ 

Pleiades:  This titled form was invented in 1999 by Craig Tigerman, Sol Magazine’s Lead Editor. Only one word is allowed in the title followed by a single seven-line stanza. The first word in each line begins with the same letter as the title. Hortensia Anderson, a popular haiku and tanka poet, added her own requirement of restricting the line length to six syllables.

Background of the Pleiades: The Pleiades is a star cluster in the constellation Taurus. It is a cluster of stars identified by the ancients, mentioned by Homer in about 750 B.C and Hesiod in about 700 B.C. Six of the stars are readily visible to the naked eye; depending on visibility conditions between nine and twelve stars can be seen. Modern astronomers note that the cluster contains over 500 stars. The ancients named these stars the seven sisters: Alcyone, Asterope, Celaeno, Electra, Maia, Merope, and Tygeta; nearby are the clearly visible parents, Atlas and Pleione. The poetic form The Pleiades is aptly named: the seven lines can be said to represent the seven sisters, and the six syllables represent the nearly invisible nature of one sister.

(The above explanation from Shadow Poetry)

Previous Pleiades: Patience, Yes, Stellar, Trials, Harvest, Avow, Weary, Further, Unabridged, Cosmos, ……..[as I slowly work my way through the entire alphabet!]!]

to-suffer-without

Prism Haiku 俳句

Arc of pure delight

bending yet will never break

infinite outcomes

Rainbow Arch

Novae

Of a star so unimaginably distant
I know not how to behold her light

Of a heart so immeasurably near
I know not where to feel her rhythm

Of a star so infinitely crushed
I know not how to release her light

Of a heart so discretely braced
I know not how to salve her passion

Of a star so irresistibly ablaze
I know not how to shield myself

Of a heart so passionately aflame
I know not how to avert my gaze

Of a universe so seductively intended for……
Novae…..

Of a heart so exquisitely zoetic for…..
Love…..

I know how to cede
fervidly…..
willingly…..
effortlessly…..

I know…..

       (a ….. companion piece for ….. Stellaris)

Of Novae and Hearts

Traveller’s Beach

From an outlying locus…..
  visible to any ostensibly nearby beholder…..

A lone figure…..
  appearing to kneel in prayer
   comfortably offset on right knee
   perpendicular to Sol and Luna
  breathing rhythmically with the silentious Neap Tide
Traveller serenely appreciates his sacred littoral

Traveller balances ‘tween asomatous borders
  of intertidal foam and sandy resolve
   of reflected auras and mirrored fantasies
    of whispered isolation and penultimate quiescence
     of obsidian solace and diamond armories…..

His is a fleeting, perfect moment of Tranquility…..

Lingering oceanic breaths
  tickle his dusty brown fedora
all the while…..
  his dangling saddlebrown & silvered locks
   sway harmoniously with
    overhead wyverns
all the while…..
  each heartbeat
   belies
    a deep longing…..

Of all his scars
quixotically hidden and readable
  most are healed
    thankful of his youthful outlook
  some are healing
    bandaged by his patient outpost
  very few abide
    unchallenged
only One remains
    purposefully painful

Leaning forward
  reverentially releasing
   a handful of sandstars from their tidal sanctuary
    mindful of this interruption
     yet proceeding apologetically
Traveller once more…..
  temporarily caresses his stage
   embracing disparate sandgalaxies
    in his other hand…

He then gently profers
Eternity and Infinity
   both now within his newly unshielded grasp…..
    weighing both against each other…..
      …..which is more powerful? Infinity?
      …..which is more freeing? Eternity?
…..and slowly releases his hold on Forevers…..

Scarlet shifted sandgalaxies waterfall at his left…..
Teal infused sandsouls cascade at his right…..
Luminescent tidal bore swirls below…..

Replenished crystalline karma, for
each sandsoul travels not Down, but To…..

O what unfathomable Grace
was attendant
when each unique grain of sand
within this entire cosmos
was created with
equal care
equal compassion
and equal
Ease……

Diurnal tide, Proxigean tide, Spring tide
Always returning to polish, reassure and honour
each and every sandsoul

Traveller is but a single orb on shore
on a universal coast
traversing a fractal pathway of desires

Perhaps now is the time to seek Mapmaker…..
for She is the cartographer
his searching soul must locate
so as to add
a new legend
to his
diary

Thriving, silent pauses exist for a reason…..
  between entwined heartbeats
    to listen to passion…..
  between unbearable solitudes
    to heal loneliness…..
  between passionate words
    to magnify imaginations…..
  between relationships
    to rebirth romance…..

There can be no greater destiny
than to seek out
the infinite sighs of the Universe….

…..and from the shoreline,
   …..his distant beholder…..
Wyvern sheds
   an opaline tear of Patience……

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Straw Destiny Haiku

Parallel straw swaths

converge at ∞

Euclid would need proof

Wyvern of Wickaninnish

Chinese Say Dragon

An indulgent shiver of expectant curiosity
   ripples prismatically
effortlessly traversing Her rainbow hued integument

A Muse, She is
   …..silently so…..
Amused, She is
   ….discreetly so…..
Attendant, She is
   …..deceptively so…..

‘neath Her iridescent talons
a tableau of arboreal old growth backwoods
provides an infinite emerald buttress
nurturing Her canopied inquisitiveness

Wyvern ….. of Wickaninnish

Westwardly canted
   accepting of a beguiling mistral

She oscillates in bonded allotment with
   frothy pacific rim tides
She balances ever so subtly
   outstretched wings
      playing catch with breathy chinooks

Yon quixotic horizon, ∞Infinite∞
   yet
      still
         within
   Her feminine ken

…..Ever …… aware ….. peripherally…..

Throbbing subcutaneous arteries
   map Her passionate
      dragon blood
   diagram Her ardent
      basilisk potential
   reveal Her avid
      tarragon prophecy

Families of mythic cedars posture ‘neath her
   singularly privy to bygone Elders ciphers and rites
      sussurating ancient memes from primeval epochs

Nary a scintilla of doubt within Her
   As they are not privy
      to Her own formidable legacy……

Incessant high tide arrives…..

Aware of his presence
yet he, not of Hers

From Trust to Dust
covertly sharing his hardened sorrow

Opalescent nictating membranes guard not Her sight
   rather
      they provision Her INsight
         …..of his potential reverie

Below, he embraces the zenith tide
standing firm
   equalling Her direction and gaze
      sea froth swirling amongst ginger beach granules
      sinewy kelp championing sand dollar orphans
      gnarled driftwood debris lecturing late arriving jetsam
   bits of all
adhering to his apparel…..

Weathered mahogany fedora
   Lightning veined leather jacket
      Rural stained blue jeans

He stretches, his arms capriciously akimbo
   almost impatiently
      moreso sedulously
   and …. breathes…..IN
the ever renewing ocean zephyr

Her juncture is NOW!

Launching Herself into the gale
She rapidly rises, banks right, gaining altitude
   liquidly reversing Her arc
      instinctively gauging Her trajectory
She curls downward racing back towards the shoreline
   towards…..
      …him

pursuing…..
   …equalling…
      …..overtaking

cresting mazarine breakers
   headlong ….. towards ….. Him

His abundant soulful inhalation
Her immortal shouldering comet
…..in breathtaking impact…..

An attosecond of exchange!

Mortal and Immortal
Each bestowing more
than either hoping to receive

She, ever so briefly
caresses the mortality of one
savours the intimacy of two
deciphers his briefness of breaths

He, ever so unknowingly
absorbs an iota of the infinite
crafts a palette of luscious imagination
decides his own destiny

Each, glimpsing more than they should
Each, offering more than they could
Each, becoming more than they would

Theirs is an Integrity of Two

Honourably, She returns atop Her jade throne
   content to be His shy muse

Earnestly, He awaits an untroubled sunset
   feeling surprisingly content
      amongst His own peripheral thoughts

….. for upon this eve,
   Traveller…..
      …..will dream of Dragons…..