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Harvest Songs |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City 
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i so it swells into a temple in those lavender hours, my body held prisoner among its slopes and peaks, its teakwood myths, and secret pathways lead to the wet sienna and cinnamon cradles of skin, as it sings its solo jubilee, filled with that long trembling, and the incoherent mantra of rain pours its rhythm in rhymes, my body can barely sustain. ii into it, into it, so deep, shatter me into song, and let the body’s long, hungry grooves seal their watermarks upon teakwood eyes, as they close, you gently hold the rhythm of my soul’s white geology, cupped in the fragile chalice of the body. iii ah, the Autumn monarch writhes on a single thread, tied to these old iron gates of absence, and slouched into an asphalt hush, I learn how to hold the day together, and flourish in just hours. iv lead by the wrists from the fountains of innocence, my heart, a black tulip chalice you raise to drink, love, is merciless, the way it travels in and keeps emitting light, like the rich henna that bathes my hands, upon your lips. v silent, as quicksilver, my hands move to measure the rhythm of loneliness, in the dark, incoherent crevices of the body, wet and delirious with longing, I loose myself like a flock of blackbirds, storming over the supple wrists of the dogwood. vi gooseflesh, along the trails, your hands open desire, sandpaper cells to the skin, so thin, I begin to read the veins along the pathways and routes I have only just begun to travel its savage seasons of cedar, and hickory, in a headdress of redbird feathers.  vii So late, October’s red pastures of flesh, open in the distant, easy hours of evening, and you begin to string these Autumn vows in long, long garlands of aster-blur and golden ferns, adorn the cornstalks in a Kansas drought, under its darkest Sabbath, Halloween is wound about the fickle, mauve frailty of spider wort, grown inward on their bough, and hung in violet maypole ribbons, you wreathe about the mast of love. viii and now, as you plait the harvest bow in a long chained alphabet of low gutturals, the sound of prairie wheat tightens, twist by twist, your fingers move, somnambulant and deft, along the Autumn myths of my body, in tendrils, a torsion, a cleavage, a deep blue stirring, along the long white dream gowns of coming winter.   2005 © babygirLPress **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
jeeeeeeeeeez lady. You bring me "there" every time. You have got to be one of the most sensual writers I have ever read. I felt a feather travel down my spine as I read, and this one...well, I'd have to e mail you.  |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
serenity~ hey love...thanks for hitting this one...I'm glad you were feeling it..it is a kind of re-awakening piece... thanks again for the love~ ~babygirL **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
lovely work ma'am... not sure how it slipped to the second page..with only one comment... very nice... indeed. |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
~giant smile~ thanks for the lift, Chief~~~~ I am so pleased you enjoyed this dreamscape bit of my lunacy~~~ love you fierce~ ~baby **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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Robert Frazier Senior Member
since 2003-02-06
Posts 1014 |
i was fairly taken along on your flight of fancy . . . think i'll return for a second trip! Hugs, Robert |
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aujussy wolf
since 2003-08-09
Posts 1215Michigan |
baby g...now this is poetry a full write , filled to the brim with emotion , and with soft whispers your beautiful style seemed to surround me as i read this piece ....reminds me of the song by neil young where he says , " on this harvest moon ".... a great record and a breathtaking vision you have created here wow ~wolfie  |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
Robert~ what a delight to have you on the journey~~ looking foward to a re-visit.... Peace~ ~babygirL **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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babygirlwlove Senior Member
since 2004-10-10
Posts 1180New York City |
Wolfman~ ((thank you)) for such an awesome reply...so glad you were feeling this~~~ so much love, ~babygirL **Intoxicant to the SouL** |
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