from here on up we’re
dealing in stitches, the
kind that knit together
the facts of a chain letter
firm as cotton
the moment i read it, i sensed
it was a violent new beginning
they spoke of the cool
grey flowers at the base
of a mountain that flipped
the day on its side like a
somersault
between two hungry thighs
then drowned in the sands of a
murky desert
it was the end of a yarn
white water day glo
the iron scent of the night’s perfume
and twelve (or so) bodies spinning
on the surface of a lake covered in moss
the undressed face of a woman
glistens in the shape of an hourglass
at the center of a portrait
her lips curl like the corners
of an angry notebook
{every vision is an inverted dream}
it was all happening around the corner
a truth was written
in the headwinds, forecasted like a
thunderstorm that broke
under the weight of a
moon
flower
hybrid
goddess
as time went by, i
saw them carry it
by the charms on their faces
the topsy-turvy of their shoulders
beneath the smoky current of
an electric guitar
blue wildflower jive
at the edge of every cliff is a door
all of life is a series of entrances
{everything you are
is as you imagine it
only greater}
dream chaser
earth catcher
pin wheel
dragon fly
we each live in the belly
of a stranger
in a world that spends
so much time laughing at itself
our greatest victory is
sitting with the secrets of our souls
in silence
there is a current of thought
beneath our thoughts
everything else is noise
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Gorgeous writing U!
‘in a world that spends
so much time laughing at itself
our greatest victory is
sitting with the secrets of our souls
in silence…Yes!
there is a current of thought
beneath our thoughts…Again Yes!
everything else is noise’… So in tune you are! Here in the forest there are many magic mushrooms that I do believe just might be ancestors to your incredible creative mind! And I mean that with the up most respect. 😀
‘at the edge of every cliff is a door
all of life is a series of entrances’ … Excellent!
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Thank you so much! Hmmm…magic mushrooms, you say? I think I will take that as a compliment! 😎 Glad you enjoyed this one.
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Wildflower
Blues
Hybrid
Goddesses
Night Glo
to the flow
of such
driving jive
verses 😎
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Moonchild
dark son
singer of verses
sweeter than the nectar
of the forest upon my face…
Your poetic responses always make me smile. 🙂
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I bid you a nectar dew 🌼💛
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Superb! 👌❤️❤️
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Thank you! 🙂
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