snippet for a poet
For Anna Grin
Well, see here's the thing--
when she fills a sopping wet rucksack
with every word in her head, then
swings it around a few good times
(for momentum)
before she wallops you with it,
I can honestly say, that
having the wind, forcefully expelled
from your lungs, by her poetry,
is pretty much the sucker punch
that every one needs on a regular basis .
I'll bake you a pie, Anna,
if you come back already,
and kick our teeth, some more .
Well, see here's the thing--
when she fills a sopping wet rucksack
with every word in her head, then
swings it around a few good times
(for momentum)
before she wallops you with it,
I can honestly say, that
having the wind, forcefully expelled
from your lungs, by her poetry,
is pretty much the sucker punch
that every one needs on a regular basis .
I'll bake you a pie, Anna,
if you come back already,
and kick our teeth, some more .
[ ov capetown dichotomy]
you'r wurds brush'd sadism liv'n
in the fine hairs ov our spines
the darkness ov vikings made sensual
reside like a miss{ing} lump in
my green apple of adam
longing your Gothic bliss
For _shadoe- / _earth_child / Katja
This one for Kou_Indigo, who welcomed me to this site in a nice comment on one of my poems!
Good to feel welcome here.
I began
To read your works.
Already they make
Music to my mind.
You remember
More than I learn!
Like warm sand
On nights dark,
Your words awake.
Magical rhyme!
Good to feel welcome here.
I began
To read your works.
Already they make
Music to my mind.
You remember
More than I learn!
Like warm sand
On nights dark,
Your words awake.
Magical rhyme!
