FireFly~

FireFly~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole

When the lonely slips of tongue

trace the glass of wine

and you feed me to the hunger

of the world divide

I glance past mortal effigies into an ocean of confessions

shake the water from my hair and permit you cast impressions

across these bones so sharp, edging from my hips

into a love declined, a duty gone amiss

as you spin a sugarcoated wing to trace my wounded back

the firefly grooves onward into this  happenstance

of a ladies’ man who fell deep into my faith

but didn't see the kiss until the hours turned too late

and I gazed across a surface of a table filled with glass

shattered  for my paper thin skin and my romance

as he swept me from the altar in my gown of pearls

slammed me hard into the wall of my brand of love in turn

my mouth imprinted red on his lapel of off white satin

seized between my teeth, his delusions spun in Latin

as I ripped him deep against the surface of my no control, and song

bit  the burden of his jealousy from his sense of right and wrong

 

And I don't know why they sent you from the heavens to my feet

when all I've ever done was make the angels weep

you bore my latent sins, bleeding moods against your heart

apple blossom storms in me, I prayed you'd move along

 leave my fabrications, my finely coated nails

go back from where you came  into elemental days

leave me here inside my beloved burning , coiled smiles of lightning

drenched inside my firefly of jeweled moments so inviting

 

Here I am a mist on a dark hill for your lies

but now you shudder at the prospect of my burning firefly

embedded in your throat as you attempt to compose words

but I am not the sort of angel who appreciates absurd

traces of embraces endured for no good reason

I'm the sort of lover who loves with every season

and I will sift you through my hair and the moon melodies abroad

because I am a woman who burns Pandora alms

against the silken mounds of the blazing world beyond

a firefly allure they now wish they hadn't spawned

but you made me this way, you ate me up out of myself

so that I had to search and find the flame of my own brand

and I shaped it on the loom of chimera’s  beauty and design

until I turned out of my ashes into a firefly

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

copyright:2009 vssmd/pa. inc

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

 

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© 2010 NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole


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your works are complex...multi-layered...open to so many interpretations...turns of phrase that cast shadows over mortal turns of phrase and those who try are obvious...like babelian dreamers bound for remembrance in the annals of failure...my mind was substantially aroused by the hard slam of brand...(mock blushes) the erotic nature juxtaposed with some even darker...deeper...more innate elements.....seizing teeth is so primal a term and i always (always) enjoy the exposed animal in you...as far as fabrications go...this one is a lulu selene...majestic...is what you always are to me...

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I absolutely loved the last part... especially... "a firefly allure they now wish they hadn't spawned"... It's an oddyssey within your mind, intriguing and exciting as always. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

your works are complex...multi-layered...open to so many interpretations...turns of phrase that cast shadows over mortal turns of phrase and those who try are obvious...like babelian dreamers bound for remembrance in the annals of failure...my mind was substantially aroused by the hard slam of brand...(mock blushes) the erotic nature juxtaposed with some even darker...deeper...more innate elements.....seizing teeth is so primal a term and i always (always) enjoy the exposed animal in you...as far as fabrications go...this one is a lulu selene...majestic...is what you always are to me...

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Hello Selene,

I would like to find out what type of lover you are, are you this flaming firefly? I am curious to know. I shouldn't be, but what would the fun be in that. I would never bite at you, I would always welcome your touch.

I find myself troubled today, and maybe I need to throw myself in the fire. I wish I was as fluent and strong worded as yourself. I find myself as a delicate flower trying to find the bee to help pass me on... the spawn life from myself, and the bee is just not there. Makes me wonder if I am a good enough flower.

Time will tell.

Always,

Matthew

Posted 9 Years Ago


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This poem is fiery in itself. Excellent write.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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ZeN
oh wow this is sooo sweeet.. great stuff..

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Sylvia is alive in you, Maya would give a standing ovation honey! Strength from pain, an amazing theme throughout your writing. With each write, I watch you bloom into the real, whole you, and it's a wondrous sight!

Posted 9 Years Ago


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A journey into the unknown, woven, caught in its
lair, only to be turned into something beautiful.
So sensual and deliberate it starts out...then dominating,
a force to be reckoned with. Some lovely visuals here.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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somthing ancient and gothic in this...it's poetic echo in the chasm of the heart leaves a cool warmth...??...it's hard to explain...conflicting emotions

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Those that burn, and burn brightly indeed have a lot of fuel (gads that was a terrible metaphor) but there is a truism there, as well as they are seen by all for miles around. The burning process is never fun, but like forging a sword, it is stronger for the process (okay, that one was a bit better)(am I reviewing my own review?) the line that got me was a duty gone amiss. just the one word - duty - said it all...
Thank you for sharing once again

Posted 9 Years Ago


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my camping buddies wonder how i can start the fire by speaking the word 'selene' over the stacked wood

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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