As the sickness slows, dissipates,the eyes seek clarity in the cloudy space of mind. Fog on iris, haze in retina guide like a broken compass, looping the never ending circumference of defeat. Recognition steadilypresent, distraction keeps the conscience at bay,stifles the voice of reason,weighs down the energy that has already plateauedand walked to the edge … Continue reading Black Orpheus: Patterns of Defeat
Poetry
The Light of the Maskless
I Four children, one mother,unkempt, worried, frowns and grimaces.They are bare to the world,they inhale new air.They bow their heads prepared for reprimand.The mother looks away. They recognize the smile. The way it connects warmly to the eyes. They grit their teeth, they breathe.The mother smiles, too.An air of gratitude, a relief from nerve, a … Continue reading The Light of the Maskless
Source Material (a triptych haiku)
Yellow white buzzingLight warm within the fadingImmense beauty hold Homestead hidewaya gravitus source consciencewarm like love and home Radiate deeplyEmanate brotherly loveDisseminate peace -- -- "Source Material" is written by Michael Aaron Casares, all rights reserved.
Pisces Eyes
The universe has been talking to me.Her voice has become incessant.More so than a de ja vu, a reticentdream of muted minstrel stretchingwarped copper screens and meltinghole sunspots. The ballerina in sepiapirouettes in triplicate and spins into oblivion. She is a shadow person of the soul, a black mirrorlacking the substance and vulnerability of the … Continue reading Pisces Eyes
Spring Cycle
Blue, warm, sunny brightWinter is in remissionShadows become long -- -- "Spring Cycle" is a haiku written by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved. Get your copy of Michael's collection of poetry collection, The Vanishing Poet from Virgogray Press.
Cold Snap (a triptych haiku)
Ice barren to boneKeep warm in the snow kindle Leaves fallen frozen Warm hearth in the homeFoundation keeping steadyComfort hug the earth Beneath thick comfortHeated pockets cozy bringSun sings round the bend -- -- "Cold Snap" is a triptych haiku written by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved.
Black Orpheus: Purple Haze
A black lightof solutions mountedabove me and below. The drums are plummeting with me and into me. She rides, she screams. She has no place here but resides and remains. She is a fixture, a shadow, a pillar. A fractionof a promise lost and kept. No fluidin exchange remembers. Not evenmolecularly. Not even in reticencethe passive memory of Akashic hymnspromise the fine print to … Continue reading Black Orpheus: Purple Haze
Black Orpheus: Black Choke
Unable to breathe.The wisdom of forefathersrepetitive in the mind,break. repeat. break. repeat. There were no bread crumbs laid to find the way home,this as a fact lends comfortto the reasoning for acceptance.Because the way home cannot beremembered it will be ruled as a consequence non-existent.It is a newborn forgetting the previous life it fought for.The spirit interrupted in the primeof … Continue reading Black Orpheus: Black Choke
Black Orpheus: Awake in the Abyss
Blackened night recesses turn into days.They become unanimous with solidarity but lost among themselves, shattered individuals of the same black mirror. The pangs of truth and the options reality provides for us is nothinglike the lies that satiate the spirit. They are fallenamong the saviors that came before them andtaught humanity lessons, reignited the notions … Continue reading Black Orpheus: Awake in the Abyss
Black Orpheus: Crystalline Haze
Twelve hours difference the same time of night.Sister sun, father moon obliterate the hours into prisms colored white and fog.The brain sludge, mind junk ripples in dazzling haze, a kaleidoscopic tapestryinside cavernous deep. Stalactite ice growsdeathly teeth from ceiling to floor. Stalagmite pyramids to pray upon before impaling the spiritwith iridescent promises of carnal delight, and euphoric afterglow of coital conquest.Bruises form, slowing theblood into cracked sheaths of blackened tar that tricksthe … Continue reading Black Orpheus: Crystalline Haze
The Root of Many Returns 