Feast

Sibo

Partying martyrs

Feast on mountains

Even if evenings cold

In Tiahuanaco we have feast

 

And our visions are shared food

On stone table

That's square

Of thousand step polis

Roofs pulling slowly you to

Willing

Flying

Carrying burden of endless rebirth

 

Harpers tune up in sky

In sharp garments

In the glass apartments

Gentle their fingers

Windy and silky

Turquoise

 

Welcome, craving one

May our court

Be springing thine rise-up

As it fortunate ends

In sakura-coloured sea of clouds

 

Gatatochli

Haven sealed with promise

Of containing

Birds of lament

Sunshine servants washing their wings

Politely verging plates with lizard tails

So gladly torching with smiles!

Waterfall curtains

Hiding

Velvet cascades

Shimmering in twilight;

 

Gatatochli kitchens

Pushing sea waters

In goblets

We drinking from

Purple tender glimmer of sea

Filling our throats

Pleasant the sea are today!

Calm but storming

Tickling as soft revelation

 

As world in disarming innocence

In its prime and intimacy

As young lover

In all its folly

 

As old-man with good teeth

In his highest point of preservation

Graceful as bending river cane

 

Come to us,

Sit with us

As Equal

Old-man nods to you on warm summer street!

 

"Alas, stranger thou shalt sit with us

Between me and

Esteemed by Death

Us, who

Pursued by Death

Us, who

Set your breath on fire

Steadfast

as wind

Hated

by wind

 

Feathers

Wrapped in our hair

Feathers

Birds of lament gave us

So

we leave without woe anymore

 

Peyote buttons are our companions

Tricky companions of gods

They lift curtains of will

And mischief

On shore of

Kama, life river

That

Flowing on knife edge

Knife

Of thousand-faced Tlalock

 

So thou take sit, accept pipe

Smoke it

 

Be prepared

To sunset

 

Rejoice coming festival!

Harvest of star needs to be collected"

  • Author: Sibo Con Baj (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 27th, 2021 13:28
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 28
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    Brilliant!!!
    'Welcome, craving one
    May our court
    Be springing thine rise-up
    As it fortunate ends
    In sakura-coloured sea of clouds'

    • Sibo

      Thank you for such kindness!!!



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