once aboard the desert submarine
anchored by the golden sundial
outlandish and phosphorescent
we crossed the greatness
of many drowned landscapes
fluxes of algae and shrewish freesias
cloistering up
dans le château à la lune
where the ragman’s lantern announces
the arrival of the fearful butter knight
he’s tattered and salted
the endangered specimen
straight from the cabinet of Walter Potter
the missing piece of a lifeless diorama
the granite giant of bronze ages
walking at the speed of light
he’s an itinerant vendor
and with his grand dexterity
he’ll get us before we
summon the witnesses
his crime forgotten
his crime simply victimless
once aboard the desert submarine
we’re outlandish and phosphorescent
and we’ll have our moon Halloween
and honeymoon of adolescence
Categories:
cloistering, imagery, surreal,
Form: Free verse
A pea-sized emerald
pierces the navel, and
like a Tiger's Eye marble,
catches the sun's rays
on a scantily clad body.
Petite gold rounds
line the ears' outer edge
like quarter moons
cloistering a small face.
A superb gem
roosts left side of
a petite nose,
gleaming like
diamante on
darkish velvet.
A smile displays
highly-whitened
teeth, and a pocket
sized silver orb
rivets the center
of a pink tongue,
like a pearl of
an oyster waiting
to be culled.
Luxe jewels
pierced into
delicate skin,
manifests today's
fashion trends,
transcended
from distinct
domains of
centuries past.
Categories:
cloistering, art
Form: Lyric
She lingers under the lemon tree
Savoring pungent disappointment
Eager to soar with the honey bee
Far from the burden of bereavement
Sinew and bone rattle with such great force
Yawping at the void till the voice grows hoarse
Consciousness gasps at such vulgar discourse
She's cracking the code so she'll trace the source
Cloistering thoughts occupy her mind
Vexing her pristine angelic face
Honest souls prove treacherous to find
Scrambling demons still give her chase
She wants it all when she's getting a slice
Passionate use of a learning device
She's combing the floor in search of the splice
For earning her way into paradise
If justice rules this vast universe
All miracles would favor her quest
I have little doubt she will traverse
Stars shall hold her divinely caressed
She's dancing languidly upon sunbeams
Covertly hiding from all of her dreams
Abandoning most of those petty schemes
Twisting her tortured soul to such extremes
Spellbound by those gleaming jewels azure
Enraptured beyond mundane desire
Proud to befriend a spirit so pure
Precious fuel feeding creative fire
Categories:
cloistering, friendship, hope, inspirational, love
Form: Lyric