Burnt Aqua

"Burnt Aqua" I can taste the sun on my tongue it spills down my throat like burnt aqua healing the beating frisson I am ebony inside shading in my shadow world some somnolent soul waking from slumber’s dream dance a small death in life questioning the reason in romance dark suede and cat like I wait out time watching nights and days pass through the silver crystal glass long stemmed I am like grass slowly waving around the growing ghost frame snow white in a cellophane doll box waiting to be wound up kissed through the frost woken from a bad passe past weaving different stories gone on the eyes, wasted on deaf ears bookmarked between leaves of Arden Forest green heard but not seen music notes catnip for the untouched unreal cooling the purring engine of my rolls royce heart the doll maker is light pulling the strings tinkering and stitching tightly back up the empty unanswered dry questions inside the subsiding me where is the cardinal red ambrosia love notes unfurling o'er budding wild roses underground I am drunk in, wrapped in a glove of rich soil the metronome has stopped the dancing voice bestilled beetles keep me company the mind trapped in Autumn’s thorns bloody valentines gone all murderous burnt aqua turns to brine tincture curling itself around the twisted roots catching me up in the thirsty circles in a tree the history a sharp point like a record groove crackling over the many fragments of me salty marmalade burnt bitter spread out on your picnic table Le Déjeuner sur l'herbe disappearing without noise unperturbed what was once gold on the surface now reversing in depth green copper composite oxygen gives breath to turquoise an adornment in death rust, ashes and dust within the cracked earth of me eyes like moonstones watching the events unravel calmly the brittle bones dissolving slowly an abstraction easily forgotten a new painting macabre masterpiece six feet under vast fields of tombstones prison kept memories nettles and purple lantana trampled and overgrown by nubile fresh stories a bouquet of budding black tulips gifted for the dearly departed overhead - the nightingales and bluebirds Salon des Refusés forever black crowing paradoxically ignorant and all knowing tie ribbons of scarlet around trees for the lost dead the sky cries the soft burn of rain falls on the heads of habitual sisters congregated mauve dreams once fashionistas now silver fox curls once was a girl the skeletal dreams call unaware walking feet echo above me percussion beats topside the written line like soft velvet drums demanding I am anchored below the grassy sea, the view is commanding worms peeling me like a sweet tangerine I am soul birthing a new phantom in this perilous magic something kind and kindred whispers in the lost child’s ear. “this is the ghost of the once was escaping”; haunted, she hears she feels me in the Summer breeze (LadyLabyrinth/ 2021) gvlm klb, mlb Time Rages On-REPOST (intro color lighter-only change) / XavieRinato https://youtu.be/ofFBcUoszUQ "Colours dance before our eyes starbursts take us up and down through tunnels rollercoaster rides home - sex, love, birth, death, all through spectral colours, life sensual senses something electric, close and far away, in the green and blue dance." Arden Forest of Arden https://www.coursehero.com/lit/As-You-Like-It/symbols/ Manet Le Déjeuner sur l'herbe /Édouard Manet https://www.artsy.net/series/stories-10-art-historys-iconic-works/artsy-editorial-manets-masterpiece-confounded-historians-century Salon des Refusés https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salon_des_Refus%C3%A9s Birds Cardinal/Symbolism https://www.worldbirds.org/cardinal-symbolism Bluebird/Symbolism https://www.worldbirds.org/bluebird-symbolism/ Nightingale/Symbolism https://www.hep6.com/nightingale-symbolism-facts-meaning-totem-spirit-power-animal/ Crow/Symbolism https://www.worldbirds.org/crow-symbolism/