Moss~

I have found a thousand words

in a patch of moss

a curve of letters wiggling under my bare feet

Like ivy

they find their hold

The s is the most insistent

sibilant leaves throwing off flowers

imprinting my calves

snaking another gripping story up to my hips

And I find myself in front of an audience

their attention around a monument in the sand

Pinecones roll around

popping

in a controlled burn

the smoke my gown, pearls and ash

such a contrast to the vibrant green

of moss

I get lost in detail

as jade ink fills in my hollow bones

and my camouflage is complete;

It must be the wind through the trees

or the unusual configuration of tears from my eyes

that brings them

with baskets

with open palms

They come to the burial mound

to collect the  violets from my cheeks

to pluck the moss from my branching spine

 

Horse looks for grass under pine needles

I, reluctant

unbend from ground to sky

mount

ride

moss stories trailing us on the wind, with pollen;

He asked if I fear the woods

and I said no

my fear is in that one day

I will give my heart lead

and never leave

 

 

 

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Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

Oh...my...God...
Selene! This is outright one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen from your ever-fertile mind. I cannot tell you how moved I am by the words and images, the moss-green magic you have conjured.
As for the last lines... enough to bring tears to the brim:
He asked if I fear the woods
and I said no
my fear is in that one day
I will give my heart lead
and never leave

[HB]

:-) Lovely.

[ice]

The "horse" is white, with one horn protruding..
That points the way of where your fairy self is going
The moss may be wild, or Irish...like I have planted in my garden
I have seen its yellow pollen, that trailed, as the unicorn moved forward
On this wonder of days, on this wonder of journies..

Thanks for taking me along..the poem is very sensual, and so, very enjoyable.

For some reason I feel like sharing a cigarette with you, and I don't even smoke..
Or maybe a sip of Merlot..yea, that's better..... :-)

[duddbudda]

kerry is spot on regarding the close
one niggling doubt though; do we really need to be told about the contrast, the difference without it being picked up on is already been a definate dream within a dream.
Cheers
PS I'd be honoured if you might take a look at my own submission to WCafe.

[Clara Mae]

I can see why this is under the popular writing section, a great foray of color and beauty

[Ashley]

So amazing and easy to get lost in the details of the poem.

[Fran Marie]

I get lost in detail
as jade ink fills in my hollow bones
and my camouflage is complete

A beautifully penned piece that takes one away to an enchanting evergreen place....Quite lovely in everyway

[Adelia Alighieri]

Brilliant flow, it just goes on and on.
A perfect piece to end my day. :) well done!

[Larry Dyson]

reminds Me of a song...I've been to the desert on a horse with no name...

Always a pleasure to read. I'm fascinated by the snakish, insinuating, insistent sibilant. A ticklingly sensual letter meandering heavenwards.