Reaching climes not ever thought, the cleansing process, time has bought. Mobility serves in striding miles the marching feet those right beguiled. No service comes from those left unjust who've taken speech in a deafening hush. The light that shines on all the dark, shines bright at root and blackened heart. It awakens the sleeping … Continue reading Respite Americana
Poetry
Upon Dying
A sun melting day syruped golden rings, amber glistening, in the green sea sky above. Passed the gates in heaven’s bay, where sun ringlets ripple like songs on the shimmer sea surface, the voyage to solace soft ‘scapes and dream sway in my mind. Tranquil, quilt white dreaming in the existence of space and vast … Continue reading Upon Dying
Ruins
Sodden, gray. Humid mists. Beneath the watch of the gods looming cosmic, eyes wide. Trespassing disallowed, no foot allowed on sacred stone. Families, tribes, friends gather. A market place on ancient ground created. The wise men of old curate the history of the ancestors, coyly dodge around trick questions. Deep thrumming in the ground, distant … Continue reading Ruins
Balance Cycle
Feeding in the light Green blades, quills, swelling richness Reasserting life ___ ___ "Balance Cycle" is written by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved.
Poem For This Night
The stagnant night drops crystalline rain; apparitions in the deluged black refract shadows and stifled light. The static rush of unseen tides break at our feet. Spirits gathered like free birds in observance of this twilight hour sing songs, feathers glistening, each droplet dodging between quill and plume before joining the chorus of their brothers … Continue reading Poem For This Night
Inspired By The Sun
Heart beats with warm blood Eyes, skin relish the daylight Day blue without clouds ___ ___ "Inspired by the Sun" is a haiku written by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved. Check out my Patreon page. And Don't Forget: to Follow 🙂
On The Day of Patrick Swayze’s Death
Streaks of pink and blue vibrant behind wispy, grayish clouds. The pond ripples in the sky sprinkling iridescent in the light as the orange burning fades. The hazy blue that is the night lays itself upon the land constant as a stubborn man. Whisper, the tired marks of animals in the field peddling passed the … Continue reading On The Day of Patrick Swayze’s Death
Winter at the Beach
He was standing unaware of the waves that pulsated throughout the shoreline. He was unaware as they crashed into themselves, persuaded by the wind howling down on them silently from the south, pushing them forward into the shores where they shared themselves on his flesh. He was standing unaware of the waves though watching … Continue reading Winter at the Beach
Dawn
Carnation burning Fire kisses the horizon Avis rising high ___ ___ Dawn by Michael Aaron Casares.
Instinctual Fear
Instinctual Fear Rain pelts the window pane; the wind, chilled and crept, tests its pressure points. Beneath a softly lit tree, on milk tan carpet, I find no words to connect a meaning to the reader. I find no soul. The soul has gone away. The poetry has gone away. The resounding voice echoing in … Continue reading Instinctual Fear
The Root of Many Returns 