not since the last November rain
words of trees in throats of dancing Magpies
nestled with the north wind in plagues of rice
on naked breasts of imported ivory;
cracked and free of faceless charm
free of the tasteless blood from Sparrows hammer
chains of thoughts twisted and strangled in closet screams
still lost with the orbiting clowns in skies of timid cheer;
Mother of the playful pearl in her green unbottoned blouse
crawled with soldiers wounds through skinless winter leaves
between the swollen eyes of the drag queen and his masturbating rat
between the hormones of his fruitless orange flesh;
not since the last November ploughed
through tortured sperm of ruptured Porcupine
have I dared to hiss and kiss at the carnival of dancing doubt
or pirate my charade in my uniform of transparant anxiety;
not since the last November rain
have I dared to close my eyes and die again;
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Author:
Melvin James (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 11th, 2021 02:38
- Category: Reflection
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'Mother of the playful pearl in her green unbottoned blouse
crawled with soldiers wounds through skinless winter leaves
between the swollen eyes'
'through tortured sperm of ruptured Porcupine
have I dared to hiss and kiss at the carnival of dancing doubt
or pirate my charade in my uniform of transparant anxiety;
not since the last November rain
have I dared to close my eyes and die again;'..
initially, I was drawn to that porcelain metaphor again, but
realised you have utilised it completely different in this poem
(how creatively refreshing and bold)..
and then, as always with your stylistic Poetry's
unassuming Rosewater, of subtly decadent wording
I was lost - deep, within that ink of creativity's fervour
glaring your poetic genius, to my pixilated slipstream: screen..
(write's like your transcend need for age limits or trigger warnings
since only those willing to delve deep and unfurl
can have access to your Poetry, to begin with
in my humble opinion),
thanks for sharing dear Poet
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