Don’t speak,
or the world will pop
like a bubble,
like red cherries
on an ice cream cone.
She moves her skirts,
and people watch the
sunlit, wind-woven harmonies
collide with their eyes.
She’ll stay until
she has to go.
Run your fingers through
her hair, long and full of
incense smoke,
down the glittering magic
of her neck and ankles.
Watch her as she runs away,
laugh at her escape,
and know she can’t be
held in your
palm.
I think
I knew her
once
~
she had such
a haunting smile
I’m sure you are already quite aware of how much of an inspiration you are, but it still, it never ceases to amaze me how your thoughts spill so beautifully on these pages. J’adore.
I aspire to one day write as well as you, but until then your work will satisfy my need for beautiful words.
How lovely, thank you so much.
I love how you choose certain details to include! I won’t comment more specifically, but if you are curious … search for and read “Fetish” on my blog LOL It should explain. Great poem!
Ohh, now I am curious.
Genius! Thanks for my smile today! Love your poems, very inspiring….so envious!
Thank you so much. No envy, just more writing : )
Haphazard and somewhat tragic.
I find myself inspired to write more because of your words. Thank you.
then they’ve been worth something, thank you.
I really like your style of writing, love this poem.
thank you.
If you can’t dance in rebellion, you can’t embrace Youth.
all my dances are rebellious ones
This I know, mi musa.
ancient youth forever.
your words are woven on a loom well versed in prose
the cloth result is silky smooth with a sharp bite
and twist and turns of color
i adore
worship or disdain in
metaphor
Hello.. Your poem.. ‘Done in sense of real’.. enjoyed.. ‘worship or disdain’.. see then slip from pain.. just a ride in living love.. woman dance to feel..
I still wonder.. laughing appreciation.. how a woman dances in peaceful
rebellion.. beautiful.. seeks to dance forever.. Peace Tony 🙂
peaceful rebellion and loving war.
Good case for a woman pres.. I do believe so.. Peace T.
I only wish we knew each other so it wouldn’t be weird to get this poem etched into my skin for eternity. Lol 😛 seriously though, I think this might be my favorite, although with your talent it is hard to tell.
Etch away, that is a beautiful thought. Then we won’t need to meet, we will already be together : )
Would you like it to be signed “shrinksaren’tcheap”?
I hope you know I am entirely serious.
If my next comment is a poetic bloody mess of ink and scabs do not be startled! 🙂
Oh my god, you are fucking delightful. I am already startled! You could probably sign it, “Georgia”, in the alternate universe where this actually happens. Again: FUCKING DELIGHTFUL : )
Time will prove how alternate this world really is.
🙂
It shall.
“sunlit, wind-woven harmonies
collide with their eyes.”
love the rhythm of this — lovely sonics…and image
thank you, your comments are always so appreciated.
Love this! The imagery is fantastic…. and I must say, well-written imagery really speaks to me.
i’m glad : ) thank you.
You are most welcome. 🙂
I love it
i love that.
It’s such an active lil diddy lol. Very fun and enjoyable to read like drinking a nice glass if Pinot noir as I look over the lake in the evening
delicious : )
Just like your post. I really did enjoy it. Thank you for sharing