Lady Labyrinth Poet Free verse

Dragonfly Teases

 
"Dragonfly Teases"
 

 
He sweetens 
his days
and nights
Poe like
holding fishnets
clicks bait
and sweats
absent 
casting 
mystery 
reels 
he spins 
on the 
mouse wheel 
eternal 
harsh
addiction
he’s hooked
on numbers
in the trapping
is trapped
in the books
he is cooking

Some kind 
of acknowledgement -

Flatters buy 
gossamer wings
a small fish
in a big pond
crowded consomme 
Catfish and Golden Koi 
fanned by hot breezes
the ripple effect
bubbles blown 
beating hearts
and banging fists
on chests 
like rolling 
depth charge 
Love
bombs

Dragonfly teases
Troll smiles
“Every Little Breeze Seems to Whisper Louise’s”
technique 
Noir
intrigues
Her

(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
 


 
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Defn. Coy (Adjective).


Dragonfly. Symbolism.  
Dragonflies once served as a sign for fishermen. Wherever it hovered, there were plenty of fish to be caught, or if it hovered over the fisherman it was thought to bring good luck.

Historically, dragonfly symbolism was used in love spells and it was thought that dragonflies were lucky. Today, it is more commonly used to help one let go of the past, assist in transforming one’s life and understanding dreams.

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Lady Labyrinth February 22, 2019 at 3:43 AM "The Circle"/Robert Creeley.

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Lady Labyrinth February 18, 2019 at 6:55 PM "I saw a crow building a nest, I was watching him very carefully, I was kind of stalking him and he was aware of it. And you know what they do when they become aware of someone stalking them when they build a nest, which is a very vulnerable place to be? They build a decoy nest. It's just for you." Tom Waits

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Lady Labyrinth February 18, 2019 at 6:48 PM “The knives of jealousy are honed on details.”

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Lady Labyrinth February 18, 2019 at 6:44 PM “We don't have dealings. He just stalks me. I'm popular like that.”

Lady Labyrinth February 18, 2019 at 6:43 PM “And there I was at night, chasing after the full moon behind the clouds like a mad man in search of the reflection of the light of love in another person, without daring to light up the spark of light that I had left within myself. It was nowhere to be seen, but I felt it was out there somewhere. I've surely seen it a couple of days ago up in the sky and my eyes couldn't have lied to me, it was so beautiful, or so it appeared to be. I guess I have to stop stalking what can't be seen for awhile and let the light of the full moon find its way through my messed up soul. Maybe it's time to go to sleep and trust that another sunrise will renew what the full moon couldn't clear away tonight. During all that time, I might've not found the light of the moon, but I rested deeply with the sound of the raindrops, while gazing at the quiet river flowing slowly. What a crucial moment to be alive!”

Lady Labyrinth February 18, 2019 at 6:40 PM “Stalkers have an obsessive over-identification with their unwilling target but also a latent envy of their talents and/or beauty, If they can't possess the person totally, they will destroy the victim's qualities that they can never have.”

Lady Labyrinth February 18, 2019 at 6:40 PM “I am both nowhere and everywhere. You may not think you have something in common with your neighbor, but you do: me. I’m the barely spotted presence, the dark-haired, blond-haired, stocky, slight, seen from the back, glimpsed in half-light thread that will continue to connect you even as you fail to look out for each other.”

Lady Labyrinth February 18, 2019 at 6:39 PM “The Arab poet Silm Al Khaser wrote “He who watches people dies of worry” and his words have never been more potent than in today’s world where all people do is watch others and cater to them in return.”

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Lady Labyrinth February 18, 2019 at 6:32 PM “Be leery of silence. It doesn't mean you won the argument. Often, people are just busy reloading their guns.”