I wish to breathe in ~
lose myself, as my head tilts back
and I fill with fragrance
be lost upon lost, flowing, fleeing
invisibly within layers, locked in
bound to perfumed memories
that I return to unaccompanied
a ghost within their harmless essence
you are one deep inhalation away
I stop before my lungs are full
still able to tell dreams from reality
I hold three thoughts
three notes that detail my existence
I am the rose, delphinium blue & lily white
evaporative unless curated
an apparition, unheld, unholdable
recalled only to mind
redolent and intoxicated
by lingering base notes
unforgettable
but distinguished by the fact
you remain
the unforgiven
Inspired by The Three Perfumes by Margaret Macdonald Mackintosh
Give me but some music
- in heavens empty hours -
a piece of song, giddy-paced
and innocence for innocence
I’m a horse that never tires
While a cup of wine
makes light airs
and merry hearts
It too can unyoke the humour of the immature,
“So, wait, you think if you say a few right things
I’ll let you on it?”
Ha! No I won’t
you weak spirit
I see right through you
Oh, I’m not lily-white of hue,
I’m more the colour of blood red roses
But that one there, *pointing*
he relieves my passion
see this ring?
I frisk for him
.
.
Songs for this:
We'll Sing In the Sunshine by Thornbirds
Landslide (feat. Gwyneth Paltrow) - Glee Cast
Snowbird by Rani Arbo & Daisy Mayhem
March arrives
With lily white eyes
Cotton styled on wind tossed piles
Her lilac daughters, made of water
Gently form leaves on greening trees
Rumors abound
All around town
Lily White
Needs a knight
She is tangled
Being wrangled
By the tricky trees
Planted by Peacocks from Leeds
Wolves are down under
Hearing wraths thunder
Drinking Burnley claret wine
Getting ready to do second tier time
In comes the Hammer girl
Wearing expensive pearls
Bought using Gallo credit
Wondering, ‘will anyone get it?’
Message, ‘relegate’
Easier opponents await
Fans will have reason to cheer
Dousing the same expensive beer
As players work on maturing skills
Crunching numbers, paying the bills
Oh yes, who is going to get dropped
Commentating, ‘our season truly was a flop’
Officially closing the show
Taking the athletic production to parts unknown
Goal now ‘will want to come back’
Claiming healed healthy, surviving a relegation attack
Roadside Lilies Hiku 45
roadside lilies white
in full bloom with delight~
yearning for human sight.
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t.
A lily-white stage
once bloomed and blossomed
in rose garden plots
then time’s “green fingers”
sunk a withered root
Weeping willows of
past twilight inkling
cast a blurred shadow
on “lily-white age”
viewed through clouded lens!
Withering weeping willows
shade wrought-iron gates,
creaking in the midst of a cool mid-autumn gale.
Starless, charcoal skies loom above,
as birdsong of nightingales drifts through the evening.
Coming upon a worn, dirt-laden path,
frost-burnt grass lines the edges,
beckoning me to mourning’s sorrow.
Marble statues of angels, frozen in prayer, greet me.
falling to my knees, I brush the crisp leaves from your grave,
tracing your name with my indebted fingertips.
Your presence floods back,
whilst tears coat floundering eyes.
I lay amongst lily-white chrysanthemums,
As my home became the cemetery
the moment your soul departed.
.
if thuh flower'z in thuh
prairie
solus
does one hear it's
abscission
thuh drop uv it's
corrolla
slide
bounce
roll
top thuh
kentucky grass
clover
earth
my
Is that the same habitual pain
The one I didn’t expect
To reappear once again
Like fume of menthol cigarette
I smoked ten thousand days ago
When snow was blooming lily-white
And withered leaves were whirling slow
Across the dimmed sunlight
I thought to make a worthy plan
Before the winter’s timelessness
It wasn’t superstitious then
More likely, a result of stress
It’s back, in luxury edition
Which is expanded overseas
Am I to live under suspicion?
I cannot bear all this.
The magic of vanilla stays with me, let’s explore.
Creamy rich dark and syrupy that smells like liquor
Eighty proof vodka and vanilla beans are needed
for crème de la crème vanilla extract
Who knew that in order to make Ice crème
ingredients must first be heated?
An oddity, whipping away
making it into buttercream
Color so pure and lily white
Vanilla is misunderstood
I’m a little mixed up
Aromas that bring me back
to my childhood
Vanillin scent candle so calming
Just add homemade vanilla
To anything is my conclusion
It’s a ventablack liquid
Sorry for the confusion
All apologies
Yes, indeed. Alright. I'm lily-white
all 9+ feet of me, a tricolor sight
But now I'm 'racist' and 'insensitive'
because 'brown pigment I lack'
A half-nelson applied to my aching 'red-neck'
Cry 'UNCLE,' they scream, the political hacks
lily-white sunlight
I've discovered my cool spot~
shadow of fine heart
Written: March 17, 2023
As soon as God lifted the veil
An angel appeared beyond pale
So bright lily white
My toes curled in fright
And even worse, she was a male!
Easter approaches on tender, Lily-white feet!
Most think only of chocolate Easter bunnies, a most delicious treat!
Or, of going Easter shopping in lovely, spacious malls.
They know not, the significance of what Easter means at all.
A man hung on a cross, and died to save humanity.
But the move is on to discredit Christ, who died on that tree!
Some children, of Him, only lies do parents tell!
They are told there is no God, no Heaven and no Hell.
The goal .....to make man, a god?
While our only end, is to lie dead, beneath that cold sod.
For believers, their eternal future is both divine and glorious.
Singing with the Angels in God’s chosen, golden chorus!
4-6-2022
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