- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Chrysalis
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Chrysalis
It echoed oddly,
reverberating off the water
to swiftly drift on the breeze
the sound, the noise, the voice
a wavered siren song that
settled in the curtains
like some sickly sweet fragrance:
flowers just beginning to rot
in the simply too hot sun.
It was something for sure,
an odd fluttering at the edge
sepia wings almost transparent
and antenna that quivered as it
whispered "tainted-love" to my soul.
Hearing the words I suddenly spread
wide and colorful, glistening
in the light, my airy gossamer
yearning the first moment of flight.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 19 years agogorgeous, captured that time perfectly- the just starting to rot bit-- put me right at my grandmother's peony bush. instantly~as
twelveoonealmost 19 years agoDamn you, you made it very difficult to top lines like these:
"like some sickly sweet fragrance:
flowers just beginning to rot
in the simply too hot sun."
they sing with a very reekiness
of cliche, yet touch it not
it is a shame, we don't have a character that suggests a small pause - consider this:
of the simply too hot * sun
