- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Aphrodite's Rose
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Capping the mountain in sullen retreat
wisping breaths of Hera's bitter elixir,
silent waits the foreign lover
holding dream court through prism lenses
to constructs vanquished into lissome zephyrs.
Gentle wishings slipping through memory's jet-stream
washed fantastic in misty patchwork
redesigned to veil winter's fallow keening
with teary threads binding bits of cloud-cold swansdown.
Fragrant wind-borne tear attrited to thistledown
seeks to bathe in the rimed fire fountain of Astarte.
Zephyr brushed cheek pricks to silent murmurings.
Whispery snow cool promises schussing
down luminous breast of baby's breath and moss rose.
Fragrant tear retraces pathways now lost in neglect,
grown deep with nettles.
Apollo with Calliope in concert,
satyr and nymph in lyric conversation,
driven to eloquence by sorcerers' madstone.
Fragrant zephyr, gentle tear
sucked into Brighid's Bonfire,
buffeting ancient breaths, sizzling ancient tears
in cleansing white heat of poets' vision,
purging the briers from Aphrodite's rose.
