Reine de Ciel

 This orange disc

Leaking over

 

My scorched plain

 

Burns kohl rimmed retina

Pitch battlements steeply blue

The shadows are cool           

 

Eagle magnificent on

Bejewelled encrusted fingers

 

I murmur

 

Latina

Matina

Matrimona

 

Crusader golden warrior God

 

Flow to

 

Apollo

Apollina

Diana

 

Gods all my Gods

 

To worship

To wonder

Gloria Exaltations

Delineations

Along

 

The Circle

 

Of my soul

Rotates to the ebb

The spin of blood and gristle

 

And at the core

White light
Witch nourishes

I know her

 

Queen of Heaven

Enthroned

In Sienna, Cobalt and Stars.

 

 

Reviews

[Henry]

Love the layout, the words, the structure...well done