Unearthing Sleeping Beauty~~

I would be the flower

in the cracked earth of your skin

a parasol of firefly fluorescence against the sun’s contrails

a lighthouse on a dry shore, weeping light

for bones scattered, a pentagram sea floor for Venus

a garden of coral host to a gypsy girl

picking scales out of an eel’s disharmony

runes tattooed on my eyelids

“Don’t close them!” the men cry

Sometimes, legends are best kept buried in old tomes

brittle and too dry to unfold

But I  will blink

and every flutter has been written to shake the world

And when I sleep

I will be the flower

in the cracked earth of your skin

the rain that forgot

which way to fall

 

 

 

 

 

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from the upcoming UnFairy Tales From UnderLand

 

release date moved up to Nov. 2011 (possibly sooner) =)~

 

Reviews

[Robin]

an artists inspiration comes from places deep with in , places where meaning awaits , places we must explore . loved the 'runes tattoed upon your eyelids ' as each blink of yours unveils perspective in a language that unfolds before our eyes , our mind's eye brought into surreal focus .

and there is the gift , shared . where our travels through tangential time and entangled space , react and interact , shell puzzle pieces along the sands of existence where a lotus awaits to bloom in lavender light .

yes , you inspire ~

[Pablo]

Your poem is "a parasol of firefly fluorescence against the sun’s contrails" that lights my awareness, my being with a burning to be nature upended, not sure "which way to fall." Double bravo! Beautiful.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Chills I got chills with those last lines.......beyond wonderful!

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simply stunning..how you take something and mould it into something surreal and magical..

[Lilly Negoi]

that's how revolutions begin - "But I will blink"...

[Chiara]

Gorgeous. I loved the imagery.

[marielondon]

Wow this poem is so breathtakingly beautiful. I can only dream of conjuring the images that flow from this piece. Striking. This was incredible.

[bob, small b. aka invs]

sometimes i read and the words just dance past my eyes leaving a smile or a sense of understanding. on rare occasions, i read something that makes me stop to examine the words and images. this made me stop. the images are simply amazing and you've strung them together in a wonderful form writing in a full circle from flower image to flower image, then tossing in a kicker at the end with the rain lines. wonderful writing.

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I'm almost certain that I'm going to buy your book when it comes out. I loved the flower in the skin image. I often do something similar (with dead pines protruding from brain coral). Brilliant write. Brilliant, brilliant.

[Kerry O'Connor]

I will be the flower

in the cracked earth of your skin..

Ahh... what it is to revel in your brand of imagery. it's been quite a while since I read one of your poems and I miss them.