Cosmic Lanterns
Darkness diffused in October moon’s cinder – the star-spangled disc of fire and ice – pirouetting far off nebulae – a wind diverging haze of galaxies – matter’s swathes sunk in pores of space – my gaze floating with constellations – to watch the lightning gestures — on the face of a forgotten tribe’s god — to stir my earthly soul — transcending light years — to connect with infinite
The Sun retired below horizon – giving way to early moonrise — woolly rays spooling on gray glades – yawning cobalt blue roofs – dappling the trees soon to abduct greens – bathing the foggy, addled silhouettes – of owlets’ inaudible cackle – in a wedge of ghostly coppice – of nightjar’s resonating blurb – splashing intensity of the quiet
A new season sieving together darkness and light — spraying night jasmine’s frosty petals – tinged in fragrant saffron petioles — kissing azure convexities of soil’s brocade – thawing weary eyes to dreamy dew point – more white floral perfumes sanctifying silence — blissful and tranquil autumnal respite — kaleidoscopic festoons — flickering — fuming — radiating glassy vibes
In night’s aqueous, achromatic hollows – past September juicy faded yellows – fermented to imbue the atmospheric scents – exuberant October blowing up northern lights – moon’s wavelength vivified to glow turbulent amber – eclipsed to its fullest – robbed off its sheen — a cosmic connotation beyond waxing waning s— wheeled by rhythm of time
From a scape bedecked with bronze gold leaves – and nude decolorised boughs – and rocks displaying snowy feathers – charmed by array of cosmic lanterns – immersed in charcoal sky’s quiescence – I dream of a formless meteor – divine dumpling of gases and plasma – buoyant in stillness of night – brewing my being to condense and rise – up above the chasm of death and life.
Era Garg October 2022
In response to the Wednesday prose poetry prompt ‘Let There be Night’ by J.D. Harms on October 20, 2021 in Scrittura.
