It's the innocent night
that peers on me now
but it cannot read these
deliriously
delicious thoughts
making these
innocent limbs
cry out
in feverish whims
Sunday, May 7, 2017
Wild, Orchid Heart
Buried in the backyard
of someone else's dream
nickel smell of a newly
turned soil
oh, the choking roil
spring
summer
fall
leaves collecting all
ivy planting
roots chanting
& a lusty cloud
devouring the
silver glow
of a rapturous moon show
tickling
prickling
a new bud did grow
ashes
to
ashes
lightning flashes
dust
to
dust
angry sky mimicking disgust
old heart buried
now becoming one
with earth
& in the seductive glow
of a ruddy sunset
a wild heart did rise
throwing head back
thunder now in my eyes
wild orchid
sighs
of someone else's dream
nickel smell of a newly
turned soil
oh, the choking roil
spring
summer
fall
leaves collecting all
ivy planting
roots chanting
& a lusty cloud
devouring the
silver glow
of a rapturous moon show
tickling
prickling
a new bud did grow
ashes
to
ashes
lightning flashes
dust
to
dust
angry sky mimicking disgust
old heart buried
now becoming one
with earth
& in the seductive glow
of a ruddy sunset
a wild heart did rise
throwing head back
thunder now in my eyes
wild orchid
sighs
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