Tag: geography

an obvious lie

~ Piece, of the Sky

history is a contact sport, with winners and losers
pistols and Howitzers
First and last peoples
we came down from the moon
the Answer is in prehistory
not beliefs, or emotions, but facts
here the ice came, and then no farther
in the beginning there was nothing
geography and biology

ancestral stocks
embracing futurity
the results; the Answers, the Questions
lost in the mountains of the Hindu Kush
what was lost after the last Ice Age
tablets in undeciphered Minoan
golden genetic resistance
tessellation spirit Ramiel
the Wild Hunt of the Gothic raiders

resistance from the invading virus
rocketing through space and the future
where there are mountains, there are great rivers
angels from over the Pacific
loving hubae
the Djinn of the sandstorm
AIs and clones
old beacons: Alexandria, Constantinople
the cult of the bull

mad dash toward Heaven
raiders from the foggy highlands
humans and the spirits of the earth
The Grace and the Dignity of Your Life
a tetracube moving through four dimensions
The Dying and the Resurrected god
canoe of love
the AI zoo of Eden
Daughter of the Dragon King

mentally separated from each other
spirituality and aesthetics
mysteries in archaeology
just another pig in the sky

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biting the vampire

~ Piece, of the Sky

magically potent nine tails
quantum being, from another dimension
formulaic mythical genealogy
spirits of the trees and the rivers
in the immediate modern future
an entire world up there, at the top of the earth
history, culture, and geography
an epic age
angel alien god

creative reflections of who you really are
surviving the wreckage of history
make the rest of history come true
byproducts of a quest for immortality
on a ship to an uncertain future
created from the death of a god
The Long Road of Prehistory
smoke resting on the air; hazy room
driving a buggy with no tires on it

Prometheus and Loki; heights, depths
counterfactuals vs. predestination
put a Question to the Answer
clamping down, holding on
disciples of the anti-hero legend
feel like you’re brave or something
I said goodbye
can’t be the hero
something in actuality

the feel of the air, in summer
a blend of Hawaii and India
the one who lost
to be your devoted friend
when we were close
the relationship ends
see in pieces
the first gasp of the modern world
can’t be earnest

who won and who lost
told what it’s not, not what it is
lost to a shadowy prehistory
extinguishing the shout across history

Please do not repost without my permission, but you can support my poetry here! Originally written 7/20/20. Copyright, All Rights Reserved.