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Open Poetry #46

Greta's Ragtime Jubilee

bel1e
Senior Member

since 2006-07-24

Posts 1631

0 posted 2010-06-18 07:01 PM

early on, I learned to live on air,
now i am done being sturdy of bones.

on Sundays, you braid the tiny billow I am,
and I try not to assume anything, keep
very still,

so idle the day long, the heart,

a flounce of took roses,

an elegy, a metaphor for what hums
through my bones,
like Pan's midnight flute,

ascending the liver's ten kinds of desire,
the kidney's lust for sugar,

while the body takes on a crossroad's weight,

I've since learned to cringe
before my knees buckle,

there's a termite buried in the Jay,
and the Jay in Puss's needled jaw,
and Puss in the Wolf,

hunger has always been the law,

I've learned to peel off filth,
and let it drift on the forest chill,

pick at the sores on my lips
and hands and turn them into earth,

you've since kept me dry, in a cloak of fire,

that I may never be restored,
for hope was all the fire i knew,

love has kept me from everything i have ever wanted,

so now i slide between the branches,
clothe myself in rain, return
to you on the path that never ends,

tears are what blind me,
and memory is death
dressed in its solo and ragtime jubilee.

Edder
Senior Member

since 2003-04-02

Posts 671

1 posted 2010-06-18 07:21 PM

There is much truth in your words, Ms Bel1e. Enjoyed.

bel1e
Senior Member

since 2006-07-24

Posts 1631

2 posted 2010-06-18 08:38 PM

Thanxx for checking this out, Edder

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