Laws of three / Law of One / sidgel mists / varied sun / masked behind cascading sighs / the fog of distant eclipses / lift the sun through opaque sky / lift and brighten linear vibes / create majestic peace / from muted shadows / haloed sunshine / clouded godhead / we bask / … Continue reading Holy Ghost
Author: Michael Aaron Casares
Shadow Gate
Shadows cast / nine pillars / darkness strong / long lost light / pierce break through / remnant memory splice / the metered / balanced forces / automnal opposities unite / once in spirit / and once in form ○ https://www.instagram.com/p/B_BTBHtDO6u/?igshid=1oc8lh2gn8m4x -- -- "Shadow Gate" is an ekphrastic poem written by Michael Aaron Casares, and … Continue reading Shadow Gate
Sundaram
The sunset cast a fire red across the vast horizon. The orange yellow, fire sun, a sphere of blistering white at the center, palpable only as a pebble, the casting white so bright it lift the eyes up to the sky. The red fire, the fire red that leaves words once left unread like sands … Continue reading Sundaram
Funnel
Lights flashing underneath the dull night. / This was how I found release. / The swaying motion, / the artful twirling. / The indignation in the voice. / The spiteful hatred we try to avoid. / We see our enemies in the dance. / We see them stand before us and sway. / They are … Continue reading Funnel
No WiFi, Plenty of Projects
Good morning, dear readers. I hope you are well. I am writing a blog post to thank you again for being a reader and joining me on my literary excursions. It has been a fun time as of recent in spite of our current living situation. By that, of course, I refer to the world's … Continue reading No WiFi, Plenty of Projects
Video: “Faces Turn Their Way” Read by Michael Aaron Casares
https://youtu.be/mkRoK3JDEz4----Michael Aaron Casares reads "Faces Turn Their Way," a poem featured in this reprise segment of the virtual poetry reading, Poetry From the Edge of Forever. The event was held on his Youtube Channel, The Root of Many Returns; a commemorative chapbook was also released in print and digital formats.
Drip Drip
Dark to light, the fire burns bright inside. Reawakened. The celestial pull of the full moon, radiant, eminent, cosmic source, provider of new direction; necessity costs nothing to a universe that’s willing to give. But will you receive? Dark to light, the promises of the heart when full, the gravity of serendipitous coincidence. Synchronicity. Affirmation. … Continue reading Drip Drip
The Vanishing Poet: Promotional Art
The artwork around any project is always important. Tones and moods are set, ideas are seeded and birthed and at the journey's end a complete whole of its own. Likewise, promotional art can be the same, and can be important in conveying the message of the art piece throughout the campaign. Here are a few … Continue reading The Vanishing Poet: Promotional Art
My Childhood Home I See Again by President Abraham Lincoln (Version 1)
Canto 1 My childhood’s home I see again, And sadden with the view; And still, as memory crowds my brain, There’s pleasure in it too. O Memory! thou midway world ‘Twixt earth and paradise, Where things decayed and loved ones lost In dreamy shadows rise, And, freed from all that’s earthly vile, Seem … Continue reading My Childhood Home I See Again by President Abraham Lincoln (Version 1)
The Suicide’s Soliloquy by President Abraham Lincoln
The following lines were said to have been found near the bones of a man supposed to have committed suicide, in a deep forest, on the Flat Branch of the Sangamon, some time ago. Here, where the lonely hooting owl Sends forth his midnight moans, Fierce wolves shall o'er my carcass growl, Or buzzards … Continue reading The Suicide’s Soliloquy by President Abraham Lincoln
The Root of Many Returns 