White Shoulder Dreams

Oh the images we freeze in time the sweet, sweet scents that bring recall the sharp and painful longing that belongings bring for those lost or lingering on sheets of lavender on shelves of shaving mugs - Old Spice soap roped in shower stalls. Oh the images warmed and torn, sun burnt to brown upon what's left of glossy crenulated sheets showing frozen plumped out peeks of blistering love, gape toothed girls and sour apple dreams. We freeze in time on scrapes and shards on compasses far from the woodlands scene the tobacco scent of Papa, his yellowed fingers as they touched my dimpled chin, blue eyes behind wire rims. The sweet, sweet scents that bring recall White Shoulder's between her wholesome breasts Mother's satin, Chantilly drenched negligee and father's black onyx ring ah, I still have him. The sharp and painful longing that belongings bring guilty pleasures hidden from the public's tut-tuting eyes hoarded in ornate boxes, or pressed between stout boards relentless, heartless is the passing passing into the frayed, worn fringes of our dollop of mirrored time. For those lost or lingering on sheets of lavender with drawers of balsam pillows to recall the olden days bring forth the buds which bloom on taffy and apple pie do not forget the taste of the love the cotton candy kisses their first chocolate cone. On shelves of shaving mugs - Old Spice soap roped in shower stalls, no sense comes without its call to memory. Oh you do not sit alone, play all the old tunes from radio days and invite your loved ones to come home. This is my form it is called Etcetera. Definition: Write a line or a stanza, take from that line or stanza words in the order they were written [ from 1 word to whole lines or phrases] begin your next stanza with it continue until you have written using all the words in the order written in the line or stanza being explored in depth in a stream of internal dialogue. ALL poetic devises/tropes may be used INCLUDING internal rhyme. The verse may be as long or short as you wish, no meter required, no syllable count. I would say Etcetera and Blitz are sub forms of Free Verse - Stream of Consciousness - Etcetera- Blitz