Tag: nature
-
Arval
My dash supersonic I cast out like a whipling, full length Water cup on the dash rippling, tyrannosaurus rex Donald Gennaro on the humble office, ripped in half Malcolm’s crippled, he’s a chaos guy, future crypto wizard. Hard lately like bread gone stale Danny Dyer type, never gonna die What would do what do you…
-
Bounding after everafter bound
Trailing you like a dog-seen scent A shadow leant animation, enamoured by caster You alabaster in stillness, cheetah fleet or faster Your feet soundless, printing no tattoo, water Through the forest and I follow Chagrinning rutting harts Scattering unblinking hinds Chewing the cud of my bitter defeats Bleeding into my inkwell, ichor-riven odes.
-
Lightning mighty from Zeus’ eyes
Thunder no less than lightning which like Poseidon’s fork trines Imagine the mind which conjured lightning Painted upon burgeoning night light streaking I must tombs break to engage my soubrette All mind hive of swirling spicules Spiked notules, modalities inescapably hostile Rabelais with Scrabble tiles Few words the dictionary didn’t reserve, none to the wise.
-
Leaving society for love
Take me to manless leys whose lengths no other paced No other sandal’s tattoo grace’d Make my love as an explorer’s ship’s prow, proud and seeing out Drinking unknown waves in ages ignorant to longitude. No matter where I sail, boreas withershins me Arriving to rare Ophir Where rivers of clear, unsettling orpiment roar forth…
-
Delighting in flowers
Light foreboring columbines Mother in law’s tongue sharp, marbled Thorned knight the milk thistle A son of cursed Lambton. Stately elms housing owls Brocaded with striations Big pink bouquets of Stinking Billies For trenchant bully Orange William. In pale June Maylings still maere Gaunt and bare, as yet hairless In stolid boughs repose black bores…
Alchemisland 