Onoma : Writing

Self-posited Prayer

Self-posited Prayer

A Poem by Onoma


Unforeseen flowers bobbing a wind's forever heyday...submerged--as if coral.I could fit my valley into the shadow, and shadow intoits death with such ..
Blue Flower

Blue Flower

A Poem by Onoma


The Blue Flower was a movement of German romantic poetry, coined by the eighteenth century German poet Novalis. It's a symbolic representation of th..
New York Moment

New York Moment

A Poem by Onoma


Buffed...walls wearingwhite.A veiled vandal givenchase sprayed a pitchblack symbol....An unfathomablespectatorship poisedupon: OM.O how Fields Unify....
Hellbent Gods, Godesses Plucking Stars From My Hair

Hellbent Gods, Godesses Plucking Stars From My Hai..

A Poem by Onoma


Athwart is the resolve of combatants...I Am and Am not.Untold purification rests at both sides--unresponsive leverages grow the Circle.Were it not for..
Advanced Beings We

Advanced Beings We

A Poem by Onoma


Ruth...for these appendages, it's centuries survive me, thishere in now...mummified.From head to toe, pulling foot in front foot funnier all of the th..
Mirror, Provocatuer

Mirror, Provocatuer

A Poem by Onoma


Acuity's sweetheart, without a peep what wholeto picture reflect you.Black hole gone white...you consume all put toyou.Unwavering stare ad nauseum--gr..
Thrown to Probabilistic Winds

Thrown to Probabilistic Winds

A Poem by Onoma


Fire like red roots coursing through an earthen black.Surface level angelics smothering half-burnt ivoryraiments.An incredulous shift of self-evidence..
Venus Crash Landing

Venus Crash Landing

A Poem by Onoma


Of lavender, golden meshes--discerning Goddess gargantua.Lamp of fig tree and Hellenic chorus...waves crest in a moonlitwhite as to knit the sultry go..
Subtlety of Trillionth Aspect

Subtlety of Trillionth Aspect

A Poem by Onoma


The forgotten bedrock gleams...surrenderingcrowns deep in majesty.As breath comes and goes freely...what ofyour fashioned cage?Your multiplying extrem..
Searchlight Disconnected From Its Lighthouse

Searchlight Disconnected From Its Lighthouse

A Poem by Onoma


Spaces distance themselves--toisolate the purpose of longing.A depth where memory forgetsitself...spaces backwashedlucidly.Genuine seeing sets in--as ..