Facula, flash fulgorous.
Chime, chorus, sharply in.
Pumice stone, rough and porous?
Blood below the skin.
Mantle of the harpsichord?
Wraps around the core.
Reptile complex, tooth or sword?
Either way it's gore.
Moreover, hellfire. Killing fields.
Floor slaughterhouse, tiled.
Yield or come home on thy shields.
As before, poor. Riled.
Hurricane, thy beginning.
What will seed thee, storm?
Ululate, underpinning.
Lava, keep them warm.
Rush. Volcanic power, crush.
Dragon, heard that thrush?
Crocodile, wildebeest. Such.
Cloud, the rainbow's touch.
Fire in my heart, burn ice cold.
Ashes, fall around.
Trillium flower, poison sold.
Salve healing, thy bound.
Gadarene, black gabion.
Galant, galago.
Gallimaufry? Gallion.
Goetic the grow.
Fulmineous, fumarole?
Not exactly matched.
Ground to powder, golden bowl?
Toll the tallest thatched...
under this gray suburban sky
if my heart will be made of stone
I swear, it will be pumice stone
it will float
over resentment and disaffection
over boredom and illusion
over anger and incomprehension
over discrimination.....
if my heart will be made of stone
my body will be the water where it will float
.......................
sotto questo grigio cielo suburbano
se il mio cuore sarà di pietra
lo giuro, sarà pietra pomice
galleggerà
sopra il risentimento e la disaffezione
sopra la noia e l'illusione
sopra la rabbia e l'incomprensione
sulla discriminazione .....
se il mio cuore sarà di pietra
il mio corpo sarà l'acqua dove galleggerà
...................
bajo este cielo suburbano
si mi corazón sera de piedra
lo juro, sera piedra pómez
y flotará
sobre resentimiento y desafección
sobre aburrimiento e ilusión
sobre la ira y la incomprensión
sobre la discriminación .....
si mi corazón sera de piedra
mi cuerpo sera el agua donde el flotará
Marco Bo
Volcanic spat and gracefully fleeing,
clawing free from cloying breath.
Flame and fire, bolt and thunder
Lofty pride puffs its wheezing lungs.
Pumice stone, hiss possessed,
Soar and tumble, spew and tremble,
pyroclastic gush, clean sweep scrapes
Its hellish gush claws the land.
As pumice specks float on layers new,
Tumble- turn- spin, climbs to climes.
Clouded cold as tears cling to specks,
And weighted grief drags them down.
Freefalling grace and rainbow hewn,
Falling to destruction and soft explosions.
They assault the growling beauty beast,
As its serpents hiss rages at rest.
The earths end, sky, sea;
pumice stone, windward lea
life grasped, grey alpine scree
Christian hinterland barren be.
Pillars, lentils, altar stones;
ground from Lug’s ancient bones.
Life minute, crevice formed foam
Erin’s core, St. Patrick’s home.
Where sweetness blooms, oh so rare;
petals leach such perfumed air
From seeming nothing fairest fair,
Ah, the Burren’s take me…there.
The Earths end, sky, sea,
pumice stone, windward, lee;
life grasp, grey, alpine scree,
Christian Church Burren be.
Pillars, lentils, altar stone;
plucked from ancient giants bone;
life, minute, crevice formed foam;
Eire’s core, St. Patrick’s home.
Distilled essence, brightest note;
sweetest scent, verse by rote;
brilliant rainbows, oceanic motes,
Gallic laughter, limericks denote.
The Earths end, sky, sea,
Ireland, pearl in oyster be.
Grit, heart, joy and constancy.
Sorrowful soulful memory.
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