So like a horizon that bests the night with graying elder clouds strewn about the play but ear the cornrows for brustling sounds sound it out, the daylit crown, but sun peaks through this marble sour it is not, it peaks with willows that shelter vapid clamoring suits that strut the stomping grounds but in the sky it is, the cloudy day marble a truth has been.
stoic or mourning
in a time of depression
or keepers of secrets
with a hostile divide?
why daylit drawn curtains
made from fabric she's wearing
and 'mother-in-law's tongue'
on the porch to the side?
is the pitchfork that's upright
a symbol of darkness
that's repeated in lines
on the clothes, arch and face?
a tribute to values
in eldon, iowa
or a satire in oil
of its people and place?
The distant pings of a windchime
Dance around my head like fairies
My lungs fill with the warm breeze
But my eyes are distracted
By a white stamp against the blue sky
Everything I've learned as a child
Whispers that this is wrong
Why is it so beautiful?
I drink in the sight of it
Of her, of me?
Its very being changed by the summer
Showing its face while the sun shines on
In defiance of expectations,
Defiance of rules
Her blemished skin glaringly contrasts
The smooth blue of the sky
Unashamed
"I am here", it calls to me
My eyes sting as I whisper
"I am too"
My words carried off by the wind
I smell the muggles coming,
Came to me in dreams
I dreamt in fields of bamboo and willow.
Willows weep upon the pillows
Of rabbit holes well nested
Nests of fur and grasses sweet,
Sweeter are the days
Daylit golden sunrise prickles,
Spiney light like hedgehogs
Glistening with dew drops
Dropping by to wake my
Eyes open, like gray pearls
Arising from foggy banks,
Reminding me to snuggle.
Brilliant shines your words
as the sun in the skies
Shorn Essence sharing's spikes
delightful deserving writes
Encompasses those days lit Stars
they do shine so bright as . the Phoenix Writes
Rise Phoenix Rise
write yon verse in non abbreviated verbs
The lightning shatters rainbow and Compasses those daylit Stars the Sun implodes
as the Phoenix writes
rise, rise, rise
your words
~
Dedicated to New Soup Poetess --ANDREANNA ESCAMILLA~
5/18/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Inspired based of some of her words.
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