Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR
Beyond Lunar Eclipse...
And the silhouettes from the night
passed torch to the day
from the night....gently;
passing o'er the Circle;
mime dancers bleeding in sage,
the shroud of a nascent oddity,
and I ask what could this be
stroking my Brain.
white seams like corespun thread
criss-crossing midnight eye's,
strange narrow crescents,
ostensibly breaking silence
....................a crackling smile
across the atmosphere,
obscuring the absorbance of hues
from the Iris of my drifting eye's,
while levitating slowly, softly -
soft as Egyptian cotton-
on sheathes of charcoaled winds.
And, what be this stroking my Brain?
Shadows over shadows
penumbras...... THEN -
i saw consortiums of comets
migrating..........like fireflies -
embering the toasted skies of August.
like surgical spotlight....
orbiting, orbiting....BUT -
So, what be this stroking my Brain?
Silhouettes bearing rims of silver,
take to passing o'er God's Sun.....,
beyond this -
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