QUEEN Afareen designed a perfume bottle
she herself exuded a scent of untainted ambergris, orris wafted as her heavenly cue
lime with jasmine spritz her exuberant brew
a black swan neck curved crystal female form
this bottle crafted in alexandrite, mirroring her
pharaoh shaped silhouette, gold sun rays embedded facade, stopper of opal warm
ruby inlays rested languidly at bottle base
slivers of pearl and aquamarine laced
replica of Aphrodite she encased in Myanmar teak, sculpted with elk ivory, reclining bottle
in Muga silk before a river lilting lily wattle
then gifted herself her own bottle, liquid tomb
nimble fingers twisting opal top for perfume
her unique irreplaceable exuding essence
imperceptibly drifting reverent presence
drinking the last undistilled drops from
edenic perfume bottle, QUEEN Afareen
extinguished herself gracefully into muscled
arms of Adonis, as bottle drifted downstream
towards turquoise ocean emptied, beamed
a sorrowed counterploy buried, it screamed
____________
a nectar
the garnered spit of worker bees
drops of undistilled wine
hive-mulled
dripped through the dropper
of hair-lipped lips
plants
dig themselves out
of a dry earth
to sup an opiate of life or death
fostering a flowering
manna delivers green
to the pale fat caterpillars
grubs fly away
to enrich
the open mouths
of graves
the thirsty wombs of
ants
hummingbirds
elephants
The rain beats down
Shimmering from the foggy sky
Casting it's shadows on all to frown
To myself no longer could I lie.
My dreams lay weeping
And trying to concentrate,
My heart breaks, creeping
With no soul, to relate.
The sparrow whistles in delight
As lovers walk the tarmac beside me
Melancholy gnawing at me in fright
"Is this how life gonna be?"
My dreams lay, sieged
My heart resides broken
Like an exposed leaf, bleached,
My life is but a token.
Standing alone with my face bleak
Head jerked upwards, undistilled
The road seems far and my spirit, weak
And my life I throw at fate, dreams unfulfilled.
By
Temajung Michael
sensitive awareness
being there
showing concern
in a voice of love
rooted in scripture
oracles
episodic or
infrequent
divine interventions
on His initiative
Spirit inspired
words undistilled
heaven-sent
then spoken
this voice of the Lord
an essence
to take in
dwell upon
assimulate
&
then
remember
a perfect revelation
a simple word
foundations of truth
a process
made manifest
visibly expressed
a continuity
of personhood
in recognisable form
a body remade
transformed
recreated
sealed clothes
washed linen
in
heavenly wear
a perfect robe
in readiness
face-to-face
with passing moments
of loving concern
as wisdom finds a solution
for the flowers
of the seed
Fill your lungs, inhale a fresh breath of air
and relax; life isn't a questionnaire,
admire its beauty; it is everywhere!
A chapter in an ongoing story,
you pursue a chance for fame and glory;
a mundane life is not mandatory.
Pause time long enough to set yourself free
of fantasy dreams and hyperbole,
and tether hope to the now, or it'll flee.
Drinking lies and partial truths undistilled,
you realize most dreams don't get fulfilled;
and yet, hope supplies the urge to rebuild.
Reality anchors your foundation;
yet, you're a unique sentient creation,
don't lose touch with your imagination.
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