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Muse In Red
Muse in red to a mongrel blue.
Blood on stone that yonder finds.
Reptile's light to the healing bend.
Precarious fires for cooling minds.
Connected words
snake & flower.
Serrated tongue for honeyed slaying.
Clever beauty cleft & splayed.
Stuck on point to glowing ember.
A salamandrine crawling under.
Hell in spades for poets ablaze.
Toxic ‘shade in savage grace.
Defense & pride yet torn asunder.
Talk & torch to a dark unwelcome.
Those darting beads
of miss & failure.
Heart or heat in hammered grip.
The rage came keen in icy stead.
Blood from stone tomorrow dawns.
Now cooled to blue, my muse in red.
Published 20th Mar 2015
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20th Mar 2015 2:24am
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20th Mar 2015 9:31am
This reminds me of a jazz improv. It's beautiful but it doesn't really make sense. But that's okay. Poems don't have to make sense to be beautiful and this has some delightful twists and turns of words. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
27th Jun 2015 2:25am
This piece was pure torture for my mind, as it overly stimulated it actually..it vividly caressed each lobes therein. Wow, speechless I am hun.
