Daily Post prompt – Prophecy

Fixed loosely or uselessly on your frame of reference,
This prophecy sees you in bold, deep reflection.
Spun out on a loom of massive intent,
The sun on your skin looms large in the night.
Fast and fiery that you are,
The stars test your integral gloom
Like a handful of paint chips from a neon car
You show nothing in the day of course,
Killing time, encircling high above
The predictions we all believe we know,
For you foreordained by law
An empty corner of the beastly sky
is where you will make your destiny

A New Avenue (poetry prompt #2)

I’ve seen it now,A new avenue

Straight and wise

Like a volcanic plume

Nothing is new 

under the sun

It was said 

by those who know

But I am here 

Far from our star

Not off the ground

But far below

Below our earth

In a space never seen

The tunnels run

For days and years

My mind is expanding

To fill the gloom

I carry not enough 

Light or food

To explore the vastness 

Which I have found 

In this tube of lava

Far underground.