Tag Archives: Beauty

Straw and wheat

A blonde, terrifyingly beautiful in Chanel, But just another Sequoia tall and Fragile, as the forest ranger droned, Prone to fire, disease and drought. Prone then. A blonde with a great job, Portrayed in light yet grasping At straw colored … Continue reading

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Interruptions

I supposed it did not matter, how the water shimmered in last light. Her, Children did not stop their ripe splashing to glance at rising moon. Her, Pale beauty was instead interrupted by their stupid, joyous laughter. Her, Leaving had … Continue reading

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Flutter

  Your brilliant beauty threatens To suffocate my gaze With radiant color and stupid simplicity. Angel. Your little naked strut and Then the shaking and shimmying, Underneath the coiled torso Pummel-lumelling you. Oh, the rattle and hum! Oh the lows, … Continue reading

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Inversion

   When she did not cry under the bridge As death circled overhead in great spiral Of black pumiced vitriol.. I knew her. When the waves came in threes collapsing Upon her mango lycra in tumbling fury, She beat her … Continue reading

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Blue

(Bathers under the Pines by the Sea, 1926, Theo van Rysselberghe)   She is lightly floating upon her own pendulum And the ants go forth under her feet as though shaded In sweet comfort by the mere nearness in electric … Continue reading

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dear diary

   on Moonrise: It’s worth another read tomorrow. Out loud. Get the rhythm. Feel Mr. Lawrence in the words. His touch, his wild love, his furtive vigor. His pointed mouth. He loved with a kind of abandon and wildness that … Continue reading

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Stains

  We lazed among crumpled sheets Yellowed with fervor – love’s remains, though perhaps it was the champagne, slipping, as it had, her grasp in a more ticklish vein when she had loaned me her hand For just the right finish.

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