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Friday, September 27, 2013

...of fire



Slowly she sways and seduces,
the hissing serpent of fire is subdued.
No longer able to consume by gentle caress
the flames bow and join her dance.
She enchants a thousand rhythmic tongues,
entrapped in one essence.
The elemental fire now flickers
in trance, hissssssssing…
She controls the passion
Feeds my desire at her leisure…
She is…

© Sept 27, 2013 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic

NOTE: photo is random internet find

Autumn, My Doorway To Inspiration (The Falling to Winter)

As I sit beneath the ancient trees
and watch the Autumnal rain of colored leaves
gently fall upon my books
and parchment,
I feel the goodbye kiss
of the Summer
in the cooling winds.
Soon I will be hiding in shadows
from the harsh bite of Winter.
By candlelight,
I will long for the elegant dance
of beauty
between butterfly and flower
a testimony to Spring.
It is in that icy cocoon
that my mind remembers
days of youth and wonder:
The awe of chasing fireflies,
The sweet smell of baking pies.
The Eagles singing songs of life,
counting stars so high in the sky.
From my window
I will relive it all,
if only for a moment.
Then once again,
enchanted will I be
by the molded piece of wax
that accompanies me far into the night.
The flame that dances upon the wick
slowly ignites
the embers of passion
stored deep in my heart.
There, and only there,
do I find beginnings;
the creation of of a new inkwell.
What great gift of inspiration will nature offer this pass?

 Sept 27, 2013 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic

NOTE: photo is a random internet find

Sunday, September 22, 2013

In-sanity's Genius

My mind reaches deep into the gaseous expanse of thought. The echoes of the past flow through the now and into the future, then return to tease with fragmented motes of infinite possibility. Consciousness condenses the wisps of the forgotten into droplets of things soon remembered, causing their gentle rains of madness to slowly fall upon the roof of my sanity.

Day by day, I find this thunderous rhythm more difficult to avoid, the lulling beat of serenity within the quiet of the maelstrom of sound pulls me back into the night.

It is of this darkness, lending enchantment and life to the lights that dance across the horizons of understanding, that draws me to colors outside the lines of reason and grants me free reign in the true realm of in-sanity’s genius. Releasing the man-made constraints that contain the areas explored within the endless mental caverns of the esse, I have found a home in the wilderness of my mind.

Ahhhhh…ahahahahaha...wanna play?

                                                                
© Sept 22, 2013 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic

Monday, September 16, 2013

Today's thoughts after conferring with the Red Squirrel

Good morning/afternoon/evening/night wherever you are. Blessings of peace, love, hope, inspiration, health, and prosperity.
Albert Einstein once said, "Imagination is more important than intelligence." Whether you agree or not, the importance of imagination far exceeds the need of intelligence. Granted, intelligence is needed to an extent, but the powers-that-be only allow a politically directed stream of "knowledge" to pass through our school systems. The power that has been the driving force in humanity's evolution has been the inspiration of dreams. Intelligence is learning what others have done in the past, imagination is creating your own mark for others to learn from in the future. I challenge you to not only feed your intellect, but to nurture your imagination. You never know what you might leave behind as you create that first step toward something new in the world of wonder.
And as for children in your lives; do not force your ideologies upon them. Do not hand them stars, let them learn to reach for the Heavens. Teach them to express their own understandings and desires. Teach them to live, love, and laugh. Do not chain them to existence and the mundane.
And help all humanity learn to hope and dream. Be kind.

NOTE: photo is random internet find, text is my thoughts.