Love from the northwest base of Mt FujiA Poem by Steevenseveral poems ranging in quality
Love #23
silver spun fable from antiquated tongues has the young throwing stars at the sun- elderly coughing dust as punctuation #24 woke wielding a sword of starlight slaughtered shadowfoes now piled, cresting at the pillowtop mattress. trudged through inkspill- emerged from bedroom ragged bageyed, realizing i was awakening from a dream of your hair. #25 when ope`d-your hand became- for me to lock `tween fingers, i believed biometrics and anatomy betrothed when ope`d-your hand became- for me to slip `tween fingers, i believe any belief ceased. #26 in my eyes, see the cheers children on a Ferris wheel visit in a hundred years when they insist to forget my name was Chernobyl and i`d even existed #27 identity crisis you are not Bonsai but Sequoia which blossoms bird feathers #28 may i be just dust between your feathers(?) so, sweet Cygnus, when your departure arrives- you might not notice the fraction me you carry. #29 found god in Myrtle(,) blossoms reflecting Sun silver sliver Shone forgotten now, Brilliant(,) though they were, Petals borrowed to Entertain- you found Some- (you) only closer to None. #30 should i have known then how edible you are, summer squash hair skin of sliced radish flesh (less blushing then more like sweetened rhubarb in a saucer of cream)- your fig-center-lips to water chestnut toenails-- i would have never hungered for the best of earth and known its worth to only be valued as your garnish. © 2014 SteevenReviews
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