Origins In Coral~

It began underwater

in a silver pool

my gills

my scales

molting

until my body complemented

the yellow dress

sewn from his idyllic orthodoxy

while he

covered in prayers

opened his wings under the sound of rain

the wailing of the trains

hitting a frenzy

scattering notes

roman numerals

random patterns

impressing themselves into the side of old buildings

while I

floating in his onyx iris

in my yellow dress

caught fire

my flames, monarch butterflies

pouring out of the ink of my stains

in vines the length of my spine

until my body curved the sky

above the molten city

and he

covered in prayers

entered my patterns

drew himself a temple in my outline

centered his piece in the topography of my puzzle

 

it began underwater

crawled across the mud

climbed metal spires

spread its wings

but the gills dragged it down

back down underwater

 

god thing with prayers

sewn into his skin

not quite girl in yellow dress

eating pomegranates

under the sea

my fingers dreaming the underbelly of a whale

haloed in reverie

god thing's mouth dreaming the back of my long neck

where, trance in a dark stone

at the base of my elongated skull

gives him nectar as balm

he, discarding prayers from his skin

I, smiling in my yellow coral dress

 

 

 

 

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Reviews

[Crowley]

I never come away from your writing without being awestruck or without learning a bit about the use of our language...this was brilliant. The whole thing was mythological, fantastic in scope and creepy as hell. The last stanzas were so good...fanfreakingtastic.

[David W Moore III]

first @ Bradley - ridl - heathen after that blasphemous piece of yours? ridl!
second - a tour de force of imagery, the water based origins, to flight and back, with the undercurrent of religions (btw, you are a heathen, and that's definitely NOT a bad thing, but I had to call Brad on it!) Just picturing the butterfly flames trailing vines of your ink and those being wrapped... just the literal picture is divine!
Thanks,
David

[Matthew Kult]

A flash flavor of images that rush through your mind in total amazement, a birth of color and flesh. Somethign so simple turned divine and unique. You always continue to impress.

Regards,

Matthew

[Brad]

heathen....hahahahah....seriously, your origins are always so original, i wish i could date your mind

[Aven]

magnificent... no that does not describe it...
incredible... no not that either...
selene... yeah that's it! ;)

I really loved this poem... you have always had a very free spirited pen... but this goes beyond that... the symbolism, the colors, everything is divine. :)

[Kesha]

The images and colors this poem creates is vivid and wonderful in detail! I love this! :)

[Intern'l Shultzfeather]

Dear me.

[Lilly]

Beautiful writing - the images and colours that come with this piece are really lovely.

[emmajoy]

A drift of golden words .. magnificent as always.

'monarch butterflies ~ pouring out of the ink of my stains ~ in vines the length of my spine ~ until my body curved the sky ~ above the molten city ~ and he covered in prayers ~ entered my patterns'

a passion created as only you can display

[Robin]

swimming within the sea of your imagination ~

[Lachenille Papillion]

Simply beautiful, simply Selene... always a weave of ancient mixtures and eternal colors...