In Mothers Eyes, My Sleeping Child.

aDarkerMind



in mothers eyes, my sleeping child

in heavens womb as bright as i am dark;

corn-fed to lace and bitter taste,

faking hostage on the split-moon-steps,

how many miles in veins,

from knotted heart to the castout brambles unseen eye,

can i, as blind as perfume, dumb as smoke,

live hell astride these punch-drunk wings divided?

in endings flight, with fractured hands

on pavement trees, messiahs' glands,

stand tall as wreath to the spinning grave

of rainbow skull as dry as time dies endless;

on feathers wind, to food of nerves

still have banished meat to the gallery of thimbles,

no less nimble than the bones that cross reflection.

i have cornered stone each bad years crawl,

in stomach's waxed, as hungry as an upright man,

to gallows pole of iced winds in my arctic rooms;

to the blue-eyed bronze, the statue in the park,

in heavens womb as bright as i am dark,

come spirits blessed each night your moon-bells ring;

it's a right we both deserve;

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Melvin James (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 7th, 2021 16:17
  • Comment from author about the poem: for Kay....xx
  • Category: Love
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Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    so majestic!
    words to dive-in and get lost within
    thanks for sharing, dear Poet
    'how many miles in veins,

    from knotted heart to the castout brambles unseen eye,
    can i, as blind as perfume, dumb as smoke,
    live hell astride these punch-drunk wings devided?

    in endings flight, with fractured hands
    on pavement trees, messiahs' glands,
    stand tall as wreath to the spinning grave
    of rainbow skull as dry as time dies endless;

    on feathers wind, to food of nerves
    still have banished meat to the gallery of thimbles,
    no less nimble than the bones that cross reflection.
    i have cornered stone each bad years crawl,
    in stomach's waxed, as hungry as an upright man,
    to gallows pole of iced winds in my arctic rooms;
    to the blue-eyed bronze, the statue in the park,

    in heavens womb as bright as i am dark,'

    • aDarkerMind

      thank you L B Mek;



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