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Click hereSmoke in my eyes, trails on the spine,
lowered lashes, egregious whines
and fluted calls.
Birds in flight, gulls trilling over
tumultuous shoals.
Canted looks traversing distances
brown stains on shirt fronts.
True colours come out in parlance
True feelings color sighed expanses
of sheened skins
True hearts showed together,
True beats slowed as one, slipping
Slowly down expansed walks
Bent grasses, trampled paths, trammelled flesh
Riven eyes
Gouged gouts gaping gasps
glistened glances glowing gentry
gobbling
Great ground grunted ghouls
of germinating gnats
Canted headlights, twinkled nubs
grunting sweating slowly
spitted in oiled and bitten
Cauldrons. Metal it is
flesh we are,
Always losing
that head-on argument.
Spattered, splattered, sputtered
On the spot was the knell
The toll rang out
far and wide
He was gone...
but the title grabs me right off the bat. this poem flows nice and the images are great too. nice ending and nice write. i don't know what orai to jhansi is yet, but i'm gonna find out......don
thinking about you a couple days ago..and how much I missed your prolific verse...always in awe of your style...bluerains