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Ode To the Myrrh Tree
PLACED 2ND IN CONTEST
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ODE TO THE MYRRH TREE
so the tree stood in centre of desert
mangled by winds of c h a n g e ... truth of joy
chains of dust
torrents of rare
rain
burnt black and sense
less by an
unrelenting Sun of
nightmare beauty
orange was the sand of scorpions
orange was
mirage of miracles
orange was her veil of in
no
cence
as tree stank of heavenly myrrh
itched to pour its oil over orange
nippled breasts
b u t t o c k s
stroke curves and carves
of luminous beauty with its
ancient branches of stony bark
as beetles made holy love
in crevices of dark deep velvet depth
mangled magic of
THE MYRRH
stood short and stumped
watched
breath of t I M e L e s s desert
slow movement of a noble camel
with its long thick lashes speaking of
magnificent
s l o w n e s s
in lick of lick
a lip in a lip
tree of a thousand loves
spice of sprinklings in sparkles
s p a c e d
over a tent of chiffon on sand
slithering with patterned serpents
eyes of dark magic
of long limbs all in one
twine and twine
grow together
as all become one
with myrrh and magic
heavy beads of sweat and
amber l a u g h
s
C
ream
moments of a tree of ugly love
as ugly melts into vacant beauty
wordless wrinkles ageless
deep furrows of sweet scent
sent desert creatures weeping
to smiling stars as
Tree of Life stood stock still
to imbibe eternal myrrh
ITSELF
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Ghairo Daniels
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