Today’s Pics 12/11/17

Mixed

 (…but not mixed-up)

In spite
Of being light-bright
(& almost white, but
Not quite)
I choose
Neither to assimilate
Or to hate nor to separate
The human race
…but instead, realize
All of us comprise
The face of its fate…
& trust in the vernacular of my soulness.

Jazz According to Thelonious

“The piano ain’t got
No wrong notes,” long as the song
Tells a story.

Erato’s Love Notes Part 8

As the millions of
Colors sound off in my
Mind, to infuse hues

In the umbrella
Of umbra and propel me
Through the tyranny

Of time, I fall more
In adore with the broken road
Running parallel

To moons conjured
“In the twilight of
Perpetual noon”

That led me through truths
And transparencies
Dead into you.
*Quote from Geoff Dyer

Ode to Andres Chaparro Pt. 3

Ode to Andres Chaparro Pt. 2

Ode to Andres Chaparro Pt. 1

Reprise: “The Shadow of Your Smile”

[Urania’s Song] 

Why are my eyes roaming in the moonshadows
of her silhouetted smile as if it was a montage

of her soul being projected as a chromatic fantasy
upon the umbra of the universe
gravitating to everything under the sun?

Why are my thoughts drifting dreamily with all

the colors coming and going yet somewhat slipping away from day, as if they were
the empress of heaven’s old clothes (or lack thereof)

composing the coda of its coming to a close…
only to find it is the reprise of these eyes.

GIFscapeS #2

Anatomy of a Moment 

Listened to as well as looked at
With only a split second depicted
The felt duration of a picture

Extends several seconds before
And after that frozen moment

From what just happened to what’s
‘Bout to happen
Dissolving in the trance of time.