- Erotic Poetry
- Freyja's Riddle
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I am named for flowers
I am the mother of caves
I am the garnet blossom
I am the coral gate of heaven, the wolf-rose
I am a red salt butterfly, a dragonlily
I am the jungle of fire
I am in the dreams of seahorses
I am the garden of amethyst.
I contain a secret.
It is what you see
when you part curtains in dreams:
jewel in the snapdragon
rose magnet, foxcandy
flame in the lotus
it is the pheasant in the meadow
it is the kiss in the cup
the north ruby, the star of Venus
My small heart is a keystone, a tealight,
it is a cherryspark
a velvetberry, it is both liquid and soft stone,
it is the pomegranate flame
it is the lightning point of the flesh
My name is the highest mantra, all humming:
I am the mouth of thunder
I am the valley of sapphire
I am the civet jungle
I am the sacred chalice of spices
I am the rosy home of the moon
- COMMENTS
lorencinoabout 16 years agoTo be honest I have no idea what this poem is about and yet it remains most enjoyable to read. Even the designation "erotic poetry" provides me with no clue to what it means. The pleasure I derive is similar to wandering about smelling a series of pleasant perfumes wafting by or listening to unconnected snatches of music that move the emotions through a series of pleasant realities. It is all pleasant enough to read and reread with satisfaction even though I am aware that there is some greater meaning that escapes me. In case I'm sounding confusing, let me assure you that I enjoy this poem.<br><br>
I can't help noticing that "Anonymous" couldn't miss an opportunity to dwell on its dislikes. Why it doesn't just go looking for something that appeals to its withered mind instead of wasting its time being abusive is beyond comprehension. <br><br>
Anonymousover 16 years agodoes not work here. I am, I am I am so FULL of myself, you forgot that one....
I really do not see why some are so enthralled with the stuff you post here.
Epmd607almost 17 years agoI was never much for poems that list things, they seem to much like those 'what i learned in kindergarten' posters. anyway I really like most of your writing---if you mind me asking, or you wiccan?
wildsweetonealmost 17 years agoi mentioned this poem in the new poem review thread in the poetry forum - wildsweetone
