Prelude Hidden Worlds

There was a ringing at the door,
I didn’t know what to make of it other than
the starlight of sky above shone through the keyhole.
The privileges of the rural, span Milky Way for miles and
didn’t blink twice to dare show its true colors.
Creamy scattered light in distant resonance,
mixed miles, light years before and light years after.
This was the hidden world of the muse,
radiance dance defy the music of the spheres garbled
in heinous emotion ego, we all looked to one another
to decipher, to possibly ascend in schiz-freak screeching
distances. Classic compositions radiate with new life at my
finger tips and the audience applause in secret solitude
and smiles of solidarity.

“Prelude Hidden Worlds” is an Ekphrastic poem after “Prelude” from Cello Suite No. 1 by J.S. Bach. All rights reserved.

MacGyver

I learned something about
Myself today, & the way
the world becomes gravity.
The way one has to push off,
divine, cosmic as the way
is clear. We’re near. Just
hold on a little bit longer.
The sun, it is not distant
& the light is here.

 

“MacGyver” is a poem written by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved.

 

 

Sacred Candle of the Night

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Sacred candle / A wooden stall / A warrior slighted/ An Indignant call / a martyr before truth / a hero of the lie / a slave to emotion /Sacred fire light the night / the innate strength / the assured resolution / the confident smile / blessed miracles in the dark / perpetuate the coming light / harbinger / herald / liaison / servant / the old oak / the sapling sequoia / the burrowing pecan / support the work / to come / on the backs of old promises / and the will of old witches / perpetuate the light to comes

 

 

“Sacred Candle of the Night” is an ekphrastic poem written by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved. “White Hat WitchCraft” is a photograph by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved.

Baby Eaters

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Disbelieve the truth/ It hides behind the boiling womb/ that births the Source we speak. / Laughing children / ask for a break / a mockery of their secret truths,/ the power that life holds for us all / locked within their minds, / with the memories and the magic./ Stripped away/for an ounce of prosperity,/ eyes no longer desire/ the ignorant omissions of lies./ The cynic slowly rises with the smile/ desperation lost among the hope

 

“Baby Eaters” is written by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved. “Free the Children” is a photography by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved.

Holy Ghost

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 / we absorb / we embrace / higher love / a staving off of lunacy / sun light beam direct / home / hearth / womb / source / core

“Holy Ghost” is an ekphrastic poem written by Michael Aaron Casares, and originally published as part of a series on his Instagram. Follow Michael on Instagram. All rights reserved.

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 ○

“Shadow Gate” is an ekphrastic poem written by Michael Aaron Casares, and originally published as part of a series on his Instagram. Follow Michael on Instagram. All rights reserved.

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
dancing in a swallow,
have metered down unto the land
clay tabs of wisdom, wakened
by the cosmic forces celestial,
the distant galaxy and shining sun,
blinding fire, light upon light
upon glistening white,
we receive the cosmic source
that comes above and from
the celestial center of our being
and our mind and our existence
and our creation and our light.

“Sundaram” is an ekphrastic poem written by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved. 

 

 

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 like leaves in the wind. / They are like dust to dust. / But beneath these distant lights, / beneath these dulling nights, / we find we love them with our hearts, / illuminate in sacred green / and wrap them in divine with / light / light / lightlightlightlightlightlight

“Funnel” is an ekprhastic poem written by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved.

 

Camellia Dawn

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Amber tufts cotton
Carnation hearth majestic
Fired light distant gold

 

Warm Ember Horizon
Photography
by Michael Aaron Casares

“Camelia Dawin” is an ekphrastic haiku poem written by Michael Aaron Casares. “Warm Ember Horizon” is a photograph taken by Michael Aaron Casares. All rights reserved.