Of some dark moment of the night

Of some dark moment of the night
The owl takes flight – Take flight!
And look with eyes into hidden doors
That open onto hidden floors
And sing the sultry hoot of blue
Through glens and meadows ripe for dew
As coldness waits the morning’s kiss
To sit upon her frosted lips
Alone she waits for pure release
The winged one dost sense her pleas
As flight is hindered in every sinew
But life is needed, so flight is due
Of some dark moment of the night
The owl takes flight – Take flight!

Stephen Martin 2/20/2021

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of me

  my sweet one

i carry you around with me always

as a piece of myself

as a thought

as the green grass growing

multiplying, spreading

as a bit that can not be forgotten

as an hour after waking

during coffee

as a bright beam of sunlight

cutting through the clouds

you’re a piece of me

a friend i can talk to when alone

an understanding

a book

  referenced, marked


  memorized, known


i breathe you as a meditation

i taste you as a fine wine

i possess you as i posses my blood

you are mine

you are mine



I joined some fellow creators in a project where we have daily prompts on Discord to spur a daily creative endeavor. Here’s a link to the server and what I created my first five days.

WeCreateNow Discord Server

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The splashing sea

Within you and me

Hits the earth with such force

That a course is set

With no direction

But unimaginable



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The moon bakes my happy head

And the cheerleaders

Power through their chorus

I hear a bright voice inside the depth

And now I know why happiness exists


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A punchy little vacation

On the Happiness Express

Zooms in like merriment

Honking Beep Beep

The driver is a clown

Who’s been around

The world of threes



Beep Beep


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Deep in the heart of blue

A song is strum

Echoing in the waves

Plunging into shadows

Where gigantic love

Calls endlessly


Instagram Video Post: Ditty for WeCreateNow on Discord Instagram Post




before a luxery

stands unabated



like a baker’s knife

your brass

is catching


like a nephew unknown

so now

the moment is ripe

with intent solitude


caught in the embankment

rolling into other things

dreaming with open eyes

seeing the milky lies


making a space

for pillow like emblems

that ease pain

but prolong suffering



The seeker starts following stars

Then looks at atoms

Each day new

The seeker finds a gem

Pieces of the Galaxy

That reflect the majesty

Found within.

The spirits of the stars

Manifest on a physical plane

To play

To make music

To exist for a fraction of infinity

In polar extreme.

The seeker finds this moment

Over & over again

Adding to the ever growing repertoire

Of experience.

Divinity grows from the gathered seeds.


Gambling with your chance
Seems like a mistake
Birds fly on the wind
And so do we
But fly toward your destiny.

Look inside and ask for truth
It’s in there somewhere
I promise you
Don’t look outside for authority
Too many people are trying to be.

Understand reality by what you can create
Find out for yourself if something is fake
Find out for yourself if a “fact” can pass your test
Lead by example
Leave following to the rest.

But don’t forget your brethren
When you find hard won answers
Know that you are right
Teach them how to fight
For the truth that never changes
For the truth that never rearranges
For the truth that you found when you
Stopped listening to fools
And opened up to the idea–of You.