- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Feminine ..the Crossroads.
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What hides beneath bedrock
and creaky grey silhouettes
amid viridian mist in quiet echoes?
Consider the fallen,
hawks who sing above the reef
"we are the tears that fall from sunbeams".
" Our moisture breathes its mist into
the body of the ways of weirding
so maidens of élan may
drink their fill from life dancing
at the foot of the moon".
The cross changes it offering
as united dreams
drink from the well of a lighted womb...
- COMMENTS
Du Lacover 18 years agothere is a quiet mystical strength to this work. I really enjoyed it ty blue
du~
Anonymousover 18 years agoOne of the few I've really liked in a while, Blue. (I don't have time to read like I used to/should) Thank you.
Boo
My Erotic Taleover 18 years agoI like hawks, there is a family of them that lives in the pasture behind my house, they are noisey birds <grin> I took delight in understanding the hawk phrase <grin>
it was a cross roads where I didn't go down the other road <smile> nice write blue
