"songlike" poems
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“Upon this moss of emerald haze, into this lilac beauty gaze”
In fern leaf wishes of songlike verse, shadows drift as banners flowing
‘pon pinecone promises of starlit dreams, where lavender voices echo melodic harmonies above foot print mosaics laced of soft green grasses. Enchantment comes in silhouettes of euphoric dreams on a periwinkle canvas… as brush strokes of nature gather in this twilight solitude, where your love is forever my tranquility
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 7:10 PM UTC
desiccation
takes time,
though when complete
things are less fetid and foul
it helps if left uncovered
for the sun’s pineapple golden rays
to do their job, for the elements
to commune with this immovable feast
for maggots to have their fill
rain doesn’t necessarily get in the way
of this inevitable decay, for the moisture
does not tarry, on hairless felled apes
children go more quickly than soldiers
(less bulk and not clad in such armor)
but the most Herculean eventually succumb
to songlike soft breezes
and chemistry’s melodic dance
slowly, slowly in the wind
listen, you will hear them
though they utter not a word
Oct 14, 2013
Oct 14, 2013 at 8:29 PM UTC