Behold what blossoms
1.
Men stormed and crushed what was
beauty died in a thousand deaths.
Do you recall?
The TV elaborated in detail,
lingering, a voyeur at the window
savoring sweat and blood.
2.
We waited for the aliens to come,
to connect, to repair our corrupted hard drive,
to find the correct interface—
a galactic effort
to find the lost password
stored in a safe, but unknown location.
3.
The stars whispered,
and I caught the thoughts,
planted them like seeds
and when the flowers bloomed,
I placed them in vases,
to light the dark corners of the world.
4.
The moon sang a symphony
as she soared higher and higher–
first the trees noticed
silver drifting up from swaying boughs,
then birds, and then dolphins and whales,
but we slept on.
5.
After the dream-ships sailed into shadows,
dawn came
as if the goddess, delirious, and drunk on joy
sprayed peach champagne onto the clouds
to drip and puddle on the river’s surface,
and time flows on. Behold, what blossoms.
I really struggled to get a poem from the Oracle this morning. I finally ended-up with this cadralor.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
It was well worth the struggle. I really liked your poem.
And thanks for introducing me to the cadralor. It looks like fun.
You’re welcome. I didn’t quite “get” the form at first, but I like it now.
You can find out about it here: https://gleampoets.org/
Thank you so much! 😊
Your caladror came together very nicely. (The struggle doesn’t show.)
Thank you so much, Liz.
I’m glad it doesn’t show. 🙂
You’re welcome, Merril.
That’s lovely! I think I like the third stanza best. The first made me think of January 6th, so it’s tailormade for you, and your final stanza is like my first and last merged into one. Yes, the same tone, and the painting would work with either poem.
Thank you! Yes, the first one does seem like Jan. 6.
The Oracle gave me the last stanza first, that’s probably why it’s similar to yours. I wrote that one. Then left for a bit and came back after an hour or so to write the rest.
It works well that way round 🙂
Thank you! 🙂
🙂
and what a lovely result
Thank you so much, Beth!
wait. you created a cadralor with magnets? seriously??
Yes. It’s a good way to write them, I’ve found. You can refresh and/or use other sets.
Not every word is from the magnets, if that’s what you mean.
Your struggle resulted in a wonderful cadralor!
And funny… I will be working on a CCC with matchy-matchy and I thought I would try one! So, I call this a nudge as well as a fabulous poem that goes from dark to light.
Thank you so much, Dale! That’s a lovely compliment.
I look forward to seeing your matchy-matchy cadralor!
It’s a work in progress 🙂
That’s how it works!🙂
Haha! True
😊
Your poem suggests that perhaps we still have a chance of salvation! But we must work out how to save ourselves, and all the creatures with which we share the planet…
Thank you very much, Ingrid.
Yes. . .I hope it’s not too late.
Fine imagery – and, yes, although I hadn’t registered the date, Jan 6th came immediately to mind
Thank you very much, Derrick.
With the most recent televised hearings this past Thursday night, it’s definitely on my mind.
I see now that a cadralor is 5 platters of poetry.
I’ve grown to adore these when you post them.
River Ghosts is fabulous. I find I’m doing reviews of previous poems, when I read my new daily poem.
There’s a lot to eat from this platter of poetry!
“5 platters of poetry”😄
Thank you!
I’m so pleased you’re enjoying River Ghosts, as well.
River Ghosts is a gluttony of rare and fractured emotional beauty. … so far
Thank you!😘
It would be nice if the aliens have all the answers, because we sure don’t.
Yes. . .sigh.
Wonderful imagery and a fine cadralor!
Thank you so much!
You are welcome, Merril.
Lovely site, Merril. A sensory pleasure.
Thank you very much!