I Need No Eye

aDarkerMind



I need no eye, neither telescope

can draw my breath from the puzzled hand

the fix of fixtures beating brow on the safe man's knot;

not for the sellers arm, left right or tooth,

can I walk unaided, limping in a straw-foot,

of Porcupine,

a travelling spine for the grape-seed grind,

hind-leg-happy. lungs in a pigs heart.

meat as bone in a crackling box,

as lost as she, chicken-pox on a greek skin,

tinsel queen;  she came with rust on a mustard grin,

sinning saviour to the sibling's young on a carousel of lime.

safe haven not; love favours only cracked leaves as the snow fly's,

feed bamboo shoots a bullet through the heart;

salmon has her son; son both young, stiff as ox,

bucking grass forget-me-nots,

swings sword and swine; pigs eared and drunk

on crispy duck,  half-way down her swelling tree!

safe-havens house is closed this night.

be mental only when they tell us so.

i love her bridge;

she hates me when i snow!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Melvin James (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 25th, 2021 15:23
  • Comment from author about the poem: how long the silent suffer?
  • Category: Sociopolitical
  • Views: 41
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments2

  • spilleronsheet

    Well crafted dear poet
    Rich imagery in play

    • aDarkerMind

      thank you very much;
      much appreciated.

    • L. B. Mek

      'not for the sellers arm, left right or tooth,
      can I walk unaided, limping in a straw-foot,
      of Porcupine, a travelling spine
      for the grape-seed grind,

      hind-leg-happy. lungs in a pigs heart.
      meat as bone in a crackling box,

      as lost as she,
      chicken-pox on a greek skin,
      tinsel queen;
      she came with rust on a mustard grin,

      sinning saviour to the sibling's young on a carousel of lime.'
      (I have 'cherished' sisters as well..
      nothing more, need be said!)
      🍻 to you,
      dear fellow, 'blessed' sufferer
      🍻!
      lmao

      • aDarkerMind

        thank you L.B.
        most kind, as always;



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