paradiso

betook 

to the loneliness

this little prince

made of gold

maybe the calling....will come

the fixed stars

too slow to smile

dance round the boy

settle the child within

maybe the calling...will come

the most courteous lady

made the fear fly free

 bliss in his eyes

kissed feet in moss

maybe the calling...will come

seeds in her chest

 rooted and bloomed

tangled round  oak

the clinging cries

maybe the calling...will come

maybe the calling

that the muted pursuit

maybe the call

can't be heard....

....cant...

can't be heard at all

Reviews

[Cherrie]

I could have read this in a Humanities course, for a class of poets to guess the meaning of. Wonderful use of words and images.

[Alicante lullaby]

reminds me of Sylvia's Lady Lazarus
''i guess you could say i've a call''..but no,here the image is of rather an innocent princess..

[Sweet & Tender Hooligan]

this is fantastic and I am jealous
you continue to amaze
the image goes well too

[Ed Hart]

it really pisses me off that you're so smart...