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east of A'ts'ina
the crows take shelter in the juniper trees
& the nightsongs blow in the wind
the trumpets wail & the rains come down
& the angels tell us we’ve sinned
the highway ends at a sullen motel
in the womb of a dangerous sky
we cling to the sheets of a hedonist bed
knowing every kiss is a lie
embrace any lover to swallow & save us
like sailors adrift in the sea
naked lust in the eyes of a beautiful girl –
darlin’, you’re no better than me
the spirits of star-crossed innamorati
still chained in the canyon’s box
raiders in the west have carved their tears
& poems in the words on the rocks
I’ve abandoned women as they wept my name
& I curse my heart as they stone me
I’ve squandered my dreams in the gamble of love –
but you can’t get a fix for lonely…
(Art: Hedi Slimane)
Published 12th Mar 2016
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12th Mar 2016 2:49am
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12th Mar 2016 3:11am
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12th Mar 2016 7:01am
Damn Baby... this is art like no other! Like a knife it presses deep against the silken flesh of my fragile mind. in love with it..blue angel <3
12th Mar 2016 1:00pm
12th Mar 2016 2:02pm
12th Mar 2016 8:55pm
"but you can’t get a fix for lonely…"
(sigh)
incredible write as always JohnFeddeler .. there are always lines that hit home ...
(sigh)
incredible write as always JohnFeddeler .. there are always lines that hit home ...
14th Mar 2016 1:35pm
14th Mar 2016 1:42pm
I loved this John well up to your usual high standard this stanza was my favorite:
"the highway ends at a sullen motel
in the womb of a dangerous sky
we cling to the sheets of a hedonist bed
knowing every kiss is a lie"
So often have I lied for the sake of sexual gratification.
"the highway ends at a sullen motel
in the womb of a dangerous sky
we cling to the sheets of a hedonist bed
knowing every kiss is a lie"
So often have I lied for the sake of sexual gratification.
15th Mar 2016 7:58pm
21st Mar 2016 10:15pm
22nd Oct 2016 11:38am
Beautiful poetry etched in stone,such clever and inspiring poetry
Truly pleasurable to read, John....
Truly pleasurable to read, John....
