Composed

Composed

A Poem by Lola Nation
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version 2 - words with triple meaning ...

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every slanted rant, devoured
as hips viciously grind
tongue over jagged edges
of sharp wit,

I swallow each moment

My hands on his thighs

pulling closer
he’s giving all
and I’ve handed over
what I’ve got
this is fine, this is swimmingly
fine, I think

his hands compose cello sounds
from within baritone moans
a sound production in colorful motion
each step produced ala Rondeau
ostinato 

 

 repetitive rhythm
salient promises of focus
He is the recurring leitmotiv


in the sanctuary of

my

melody

Etymology of musical capacity
this is the language of movement
through music without words
keys and chords  
spiral from within, chiming
the bell of truth in a choir
octaves above ground

© 2009 Lola Nation


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hmmm...methinks something is amiss to much, but I like the way you sing your song "octaves above ground"...

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Lola Nation
Lola Nation

Los Angeles, CA



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Please find my work on these two sites. For poetry: http://insult-to-injury-poetry.blogspot.com/. For short stories: http://make-it-short.blogspot.com/ ABOUT ME: I am originally from Venice Be.. more..

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