KissingButterflies~

Porcelain and onyx, pour girl through her own skin, her body a garden for stories, implant, take root, flower.  They reach a world, across time, across space. She walks a thousand stars to get to a place of origins, collecting sticks and stones, breaking and rebuilding fluted bones, like a sparrow who refused to be just a sparrow and decided instead to be a phoenix. She has met the wolf on Okinawa, where the Irrita’s dressed her in tattoos, tiny pin points of pain in thorns peppering the spiral culture of her complex dna. She has rolled in fur and ale with Huns, climbed the tower for Rapunzel’s renowned pastries, pulled her threads beyond herself and reworked the helixes a thousand times on a bone loom. Molecules and pollen graft her purpose to the night, where, in ink seduction she coaxes the last dreams into the folds of her silk gown. Porcelain and onyx,  doll under fine glass with a wind up stick of silver in her sacred sacral nerves. My fingertips turn the spindle on another world. I find my glaze inside the shine of a girl who’s been kissed full of creation by a lonely god’s butterfly. God calls her, Book.  She has many, many pages, waiting to be read by the right fingertips that understand impressions better than the wisest man with the greatest vision. Simplicity creates divinity, sometimes, if you know which mitochondrial butterflies to kiss.

 

 

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from UnFairyTales From UnderLand

Reviews

[RainQueen]

Magical. The phrase that sang out to me-
"I find my glaze inside the shine of a girl who’s been kissed full of creation by a lonely god’s butterfly."

This girl has lived it all. She's many women - Due to who and what she is, and due to her refusal to be a sparrow.

Having a rich, full inner life. How do you ever find a partner who can journey as far as that girl can go?

The lonely God's butterfly. Beautiful, and somehow, melancholy.

[Matthew Smith]

Hmm. I have only one complaint. Wait a moment, let me check to be sure.

Yup.

Mind's blown. Damn it, it'll take me forever to clean this imaginative mess up.

Great stuff.

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

Nao~ being wilfully rude is very unbecoming and unimaginative of a poet~ get a few more years of verbal sparring under your belt and then come back with a better b***h slap than the pathetic and thinly veiled attempt below~

[I Am Svetlana]

I don't know what to say to this exactly, but it took my breath away. The imagery was amazing and it told an interesting story.

[MsMermaid]

Words and images amazed. Lack of formatting sucked. But maybe that's how you like it. You do have a way with words. No doubt about that.

[Roe]

I love this it painted a great picture

[Nao Deguchi]

I don't get it, is this comptuer generated?

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

Science, Art, Femininity, tightly woven into a brilliant tapestry of the stuff of life. Woman, Butterfly...continuum.

[Art Sun]

one can only sit within the immensity of your thoughts, if not for the physical one would assume you were sent by the Gods themselves...your poems as this one are filled with that variety f one who can take their reader upon a voyage of everything that she sets her mind too...this is a very creative and exceptional work Selene...

[Robin]

how these words pour through my own mind's eye , the chorale of mythology , a soul script , the weavings of the brocade of life in natural perspective , the DNA of time and the spin and strip of genealogy , you an Artist , true to the creative force whose energy radiates from your words .