Thursday, July 1, 2010


Absolved of the cellular past,
and hence dissolved of the future-
the solution is dissolution.

Nothing will be re-chorded
The strings are unstrung.
Now our music is free.

Abort the mission. Abort. Abort.
The child has no form.

Give this pearl back to the sea
we crush it with all these collective gems
jewels across time.
And rising like bubbles,
there are sparklings across the heavens
And falling like pebbles,
settle sparklings on the earth.

Here we are afloat
between clear water
clear sky


Angelina M. Hart said...


Anonymous said...

"Absolved of the cellular past...the solution is our music is free... here we are afloat between clear water clear sky."

Love your writing, Sparkling Intense Clearing. <3

Suzette said...

Oh Shannon,
you sparkle so true...shine on sing on...Lovely!

Shannon said...

That remind me of such a nice thing Maya Angelou said:

"A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song."