Open Poetry #33 |
Kiss of the Fairy |
LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Bits and pieces cut feet Fragments voluptuous Moving favorably inward Like a sophomore Writing of playbill militias Le Baiser de la Fee Frolicking from tree to tree Distended in genius Eyes of fire, welcome king fishers Drinking deep, Banshee’s ferrymen Smitten with big handed arrows But they tremble, of course… Amidst half buried rocks Missing the wind sweeper’s target Vial desires spew sand in their eyes We travel high like mountain goats Where Sea Gods point the way We are lost, but we hear directions And incantations of origin Tearing at flesh Spearing our coats, exposing Spirit Lake Where first days reflect a continental breakfast Supposing the stirring hand of fate Oh ageless, is the cry of the loon Taking timeless tests Ghost logic is the path from a newborn In keen subliminal messages Sparkling like silk hair with a gentle pull In a potent sway beauteous Sprits of realms immortal sweet Minister deep bosomed melodies With watchful smiles upon the frost In whom their spells are dwellings Quit contagious Extraterrestrial dew Fruitarian echoes linking snug Intermissions overhung Every species of sea vapor swells with chorus Waving fortunes of ring wombs Like a mistress with fiery eyes And lust in her soul There in this realm unclosed |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
We travel high like mountain goats Where Sea Gods point the way We are lost, but we hear directions And incantations of origin and sometimes thats all we need to keep us going..something out there very rich taste to all of your words today |
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