a word from thy mouth
is the spectral arrow
from nimble bow.
risen are the caryatids,
unsheathed are the swords,
molested are the gladiola
by the night's harsh *****
the proscenium dislimns
as the iron curtain sea drowns
their blasphemous orations!
the thespians alerted
by a wordless hunt
as i rise like the dew
lambasting the autumnal grass
bedecked by glistening wheals
of ripe luminosities;
this damp hour, the mercurial
assault of declarations,
fastens every word underneath
tongues of river-deep stone.
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 7:19 AM UTC
a word from thy mouth
is the spectral arrow
from nimble bow.
risen are the caryatids,
unsheathed are the swords,
molested are the gladiola
by the night's harsh *****
the proscenium dislimns
as the iron curtain sea drowns
their blasphemous orations!
the thespians alerted
by a wordless hunt
as i rise like the dew
lambasting the autumnal grass
bedecked by glistening wheals
of ripe luminosities;
this damp hour, the mercurial
assault of declarations,
fastens every word underneath
tongues of river-deep stone.
Request permission to use this poem