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Oddity

Birdy, mind your ears: my howls dash the desert’s edge

My passing gusts will matt your feathers fair and faint

And scratch your eyes of liquid soul with grainy kiss

And gentle downy is unsuited for the desert’s bipolar breadth

Accompanied by what I fear is desperate, decrepit depth

Yet you flutter further in the flats, breaching the jagged heart-planes

 

Doleful dabs of curt dismay smatter some sodden planes

The wrenching, soaked, woolly pelt fumbles at the edge

And he hopelessly attempts to slow his slide into the depths

The depths ****** in dew to make heaving paws faint

Paws drowning in imbued imbalance: my broken flooded breadth

Washed out and faded just short of amber kiss

 

Who does he yowl at night to kiss?

A range of mismatched capricious planes

Breath for miles of biome breadth

Between each bound a splitting edge

As fate would weave, his heart is faint

And craves impassioned, tender depth

 

Perhaps the hiemal hillsides bear a greater, sanguine depth

Beneath the snow are pines to smell, daffodils to kiss

Amid the pungent, frigid, fear the air contains a faint

Hint of something sweeter there, buried in the planes

And when the blunt ice trickles warm, beneath the caustic edge

A range of life of a new kind: unbeguiling breadth

 

Who forsaw the vanguard hunch of birds and bears for breadth?

Not I believed that birds could dive in deserts and find depth

Not I believed that bears could whet love from sharp edge

Not I believed, thus almost missed, fate’s gentle ghostly kiss

Not I believed and thus I blew dark clouds across the planes

Not I believed in him, thus it was I who was so faint

 

And in the meadows lions crawl and crocodiles faint

And happily, with wherewithal, the boa to gaur breadth

All coexist in mystery perplexing on placid planes

Burrowing through sand and snow, birds and bears find depth

Jumbled earth and tumbled thoughts, a misty morning kiss

Stitches the bipolar planes and hems the obscure edge

 

Across the crystal planes you see their trusting dives to depths

The bird’s faint singing drifts through waves as it explores the breadth

The bear’s protective kisses peek just beyond the edge

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Written by
samy-ounon
American
Published
Oct 6, 2014
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