PAIN AND LONGING

PAIN AND LONGING Reluctant wood lay marbled down His spine as His passion extracted His strength in diamond drops daggered my hip pain a micro misplay of that which nailed His truth : Our bodies messages carrying might and light My cinnamon essence drifts in this dwelling damp longing for a wooden cabin where Baboon stared at shadowed breasts I waved his fascination through shower grate unfastened, unhastened seeing Christ in wild eyes Knysna forest an apt calling backdrop mushroomed mossed Seven heart muscles contract and expand in tired colour to usher pain rhyming longing piercing pine needles, boulders in memory fall as desert rain quenching knowing that its core lies in dark wells of faraway hearing tender beats stringing steel fibres for placid pearlescent Pleiadian Home So I tread on in this blustery city with patience longing, listless nurturing a curule crown His hand piercings a faint ring of thorn shadows on my open Sekhem palms questing all questioning pain into microscopic spheres under veined mottled lids Baboon, forest, longing sleep, pain, bougainvillea threadbare child hiding one egg at Spaza shop all but passing fleeting frames on this eternal faded tapestry I stitch tranquility as lacy pagoda overlay ©GhairoDanielsPoetry& Song2017