'no Quatrains, But Refrains' - Part 6
(a poetry collection)
for The Beloved and in honor of Mevlana Jallaladin Rumi
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Third Leaf: "Mavi" (Turkish for 'blue')
We love dreaming hallucinations
of ivory towers out of fear
of tumbling truly asleep into visions of
doghouses and nightmares of
Tinseltown-Princesses
falling in love with the dog in the backyard…
* * *
Alexander… they called him Great,
loved a beautiful soldier and a beautiful horse,
kissed one
and the riddle is: Did he kiss both?
which one first and with the most ardor?…
___
… pulsing…
… our blood thick
with us together
oceans of each other
in the salted mist,
rapt, I hear your thunder and hiss
am at sea in your siren call
beckoning my shores
cleansed of all else…
… our anchor rocked
in the umbilical rhythm
washing through us
ceasingly pulsing…
* * *
… my vision of you blinded me
when you came to live
in the irises of my eyes…
… the ultimate,
marriage of illumination and lustrous darkness…
… perfection of vision – blind, yet
still seeing irises…
Copyright © Wrulf Gunkl-Vonglashaus | Year Posted 2010
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