Daddy Bear Posted January 28, 2008 Share Posted January 28, 2008 A few things that I wrote during my ENA hiatus, posted here so that I can find them: HOLY WATER Hope, winnowed from a dissonant medley as confusion is distilled to weightless vapor and resolve in crystal droplets, finds her as with stalwart purpose; kissing shoulders never meant to carry, wetting hair long rumpled by despairing slender hands, salving welts from self-inflicted lashings on her soul. In what is close to an involuntary motion her face turns upward, catching more. NO NAME Cruelest fish, we took my hook. We, schmuck and schnook. I crave pursuit, I do; to know your dusky gloom in algal bloom to be baptised, perhaps to rise - arms wide, olive drab, facial corners strict unbending. Thus, a true romantic ending! This Jesus statue should I be, though no-one good would drop a knee. Carnival, carnival, then. Again the caramel coats the fruit of sin. O gravity, you love a chin! INCENDIA Lay cool hands atop my steaming brow, damp the forge's clangs within my breast. Count with me the multitudes of sheep a-milling in the cool green meadows west. Armies cannot stop Rome's burning now; close my eyelids, bring me perfect rest. Goddess Mother, take me in my sleep; fly with me against your bosom pressed. Give me no wine, for I want to be vivid the sweet sublimation of joining the skies, even if fantasy born in expiring. Few of us dream so well; who never dies? EDIT: One more; "Doodle" (aka "On Direction and the Human Condition") There is no metaphor in Zen - I glance askance, askew, but then affix a face afore again. Link to comment
Stu147 Posted January 28, 2008 Share Posted January 28, 2008 SB, your use of words is just mesmorising. I bow to this kind of work, I really do. This is like a whole other level of poetry. Top stuff! Link to comment
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