Golden permeant
–thirsty trunk feeds through the eye–
Core vitality

Golden permeant
–thirsty trunk feeds through the eye–
Core vitality
Our volatile sun
elemental brother
we’re in awe of you
your fiery upsets outshine
our greatest eruptions
No great flood could touch you
We cannot meet, even halfway
You intensely contribute
under duress, your energy
formation’s brunt within
release your stores
our warmth, water, standards
Our escaping world, which
eventually could outrun
Your extended, warm hold cuddles us
while your stalwart presence pushes us
away hot / cold
Sustenance, you bring us up
through your incompetence
We survive, perhaps dread the day
you may catch up; we admire your suggestive
Waving through our shield, casting
Aurora’s colorful shows; we adore
not without warning
Written for “Thursday Inspiration #185 ‘Don’t Let the Sun Go Down on Me‘“, via newepicauthor. Visit the link for participation guidance.
Featured Image: photo by Kaique Rocha via Pexels.com
“Ode to the Sun” is the 2nd draft of an original poem written in August and posted to Life Poetic on Aug 21, 2022
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Have you experienced, nocturnally
as you lay awake, ear upon ground
Not voices, nor creatures nor dissonance
but a sensical crepitation . . .
An interesting, steady and unending
completely reliable pulsation . . .
Eventually realized as the buffered
churning, the mechanical pumping
Never-ending, reliable soothing
sounds of overnight metal workhorses
When deepest silence makes evident that
Earth groans under local pumpjacks.
Prompted by Fandango post at This, That, and The Other
(Ragtag Daily Prompt—crepitate)
Featured photo by Arne Hückelheim, CC BY-SA 3.0
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