A collection of poems by the Wordsmith

The Theta Nova

Hear the silence
See the darkness
Hold the inky blackness
Between the stars,
and watch them–coalesce.
In an explosion of fire
And flame, to light the night
To crash upon the scene
In a harmony of light.

And taste the sounds
And feel the free theta flow
That is the scent, at once, of
Romance
Happiness
And love.
The power that is Theta
In a Nova that is the beginning.

And watch the glow
And see the warmth expand
Hear the tumult grow
And hold the bright'ning skies–
And be...