astropoetry Mercury (work in progress)

 

 

 

Mercurial phase.

 

Practice magic expressed as habit.

Impeccably design unbinding spells.

Slip and slide in scintillating sound bites,

encrypted tones of Temple bells.

Silly Buddha tricks

are for kids, hand in fist with cheap

extemporaneous thrills.

Ratiocination,

solitary skill.

Search cascading signs,

divine clues.

 

Silly me, to contradict

your view.

When we met, I was still

so new.

 

I  spy for gutter snipes,

smoke to assuage hunger.

Haven’t you?

 

Mercury Trickster

lithely larfing pixels and waves,

scatters mayhem silly and brave,

leaps between wandering worlds,

with the flick of a dial,

beams a cheshire cat smile

to the lips of a beaten down child.

Fleeing outside the scene

to quicksilver change,

out of range

of censor or brute,

soldier or suit,

then sneaks back to give 'em the boot.

Immortal mixer

in mundane affairs.

Unattached to plebian cares,

playing musical chairs

or the game of the day.

Merry and gay --

spreading that sunny moonshine

then dancing away.

 

Trail of effervescent Mercury's abandon.

Charming trickster,

trips deftly on quicksilver surf.

Disarms in soliloquy,

untethered to memory...

Exhale old air’s detritus.

Inhale chaos mirth.

 

 

This phase relaxes — sings out for fun.

 

Unwind! The next track looms ahead.