Ouroboros

Neville

Ouroboros

 

What is it with us

and how

much is it worth ..

And what

will it be the love

or the lust

that which, first

gives up the

proverbial ghost ..

And for

what purpose,

or reason ..

And pray where

upon this

oh’ so tainted,

sainted earth do

I begin

and you end,

my love of loves ..

I plan to eat

you regardless ..

Like Dali planned

once to

eat his love Gala

on toast ..

But not for some

obscure

symbolic reason ..

I just want

to be a perfect circle ..

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 7th, 2024 02:53
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • User favorite of this poem: Teddy.15.
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Comments6

  • orchidee

    I l looked up that bit of 'French' - Ouro-wotsit.
    KP will eat her own tail. But it won't help me. She will still have her botox face left at the end! lol.

    • Neville



      beware, that might just be the very beginning ..

      • orchidee

        She might metamorphose into some grotesque being. Oh - she already has! I'm cruel. lol.

      • Teddy.15

        My muse has skipped over to your house Nev. Wow che emozione ❤️❤️❤️❤️

        • Neville



          I swear its the gospel truth Teddy .. .. who want's to be square eh ❤️

          • Teddy.15

            Tell that to all Virgo's woops I've done it now lol

          • Doggerel Dave

            Oh you mean
            https://marscampers.com.au/explore-mars-campers/hoop-snakes-the-worlds-deadliest-snake/

            • Neville



              Blimey .. I had something quite different in mind .. but can see where you are coming from Dave

            • Bobby O

              I like it and I’m wondering if that perfect circle referred to a wrapped around tail? Or is it imagery of other??

              • Neville



                I am delighted you found it to your liking and taste .. the perfect circle refers wholly to Ouroboros & my hunger .. Neville

                • Bobby O

                  Sometimes I just try too hard.
                  Thanks

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                • Thomas W Case

                  Excellent work.

                  • Neville



                    ................................... write on sir Case

                  • Goldfinch60

                    "Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel
                    Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel
                    Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon
                    Like a carousel that's turning running rings around the moon
                    Like a clock whose hands are sweeping past the minutes of its face
                    And the world is like an apple whirling silently in space
                    Like the circles that you find in the windmills of your mind!"

                    Andy

                    • Neville



                      that tastes so familiar .. I couldn't possibly do an Oliver and ask for more .. Neville



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