A notebook bulletin board
tacked on when randomly bored
applied thoughts in a scribblebook
open for the world to look who passes by
so fast to see like a needle in a haystack we
safely stash those innermost secrets thought to be
at least you see languishing up and into pristine
blossoms for you to pick and sniff and hope
they don't make you sick.


The Geniture Mill

by Shaun Lawton

Millions of nascency factories scatter

throughout our universe

we call them stars

Their huge nests resemble

gigantic spinning hives

from whose center

seeds are spat out

These germs take root

at random distances

from the astral womb nexus

Stellar machines

deliver their planets

one cosmic jewel at a time

It took a boundless period

for all eight stones to be borne

to their respective orbits

in our radiant quadrant

At varying distances

temperatures and conditions

generate distinct aspects

The tetrad of inner planets

reflect the New Testament

in the living gospel of our star

The four gas giants remain

testament to their ancient

flaring halos

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