Monday, February 21, 2011

Vernal



hatch a patch of twitchy skin
blink long and imagine wind
squeeze fingers in luxurious mud
tongues wetting lips plump with blood

Apollo fled so we could contemplate pain
now undulations pulsing deep
melt snows into restless rain
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6 comments:

  1. JadeFebruary 21, 2011 2:32 PM

    Nice sketch of the spring itch!

    Restless rain, yes.

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  2. LeeFebruary 21, 2011 6:55 PM

    Agreed - oh to blooms once again ~.

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  3. AnonymousFebruary 22, 2011 8:31 AM

    Jade, thanks! Maybe I'm trying to urge spring on.

    Lee, I hope the urge never withers. I think it sometimes does, though.

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  4. Seré Prince HalversonFebruary 22, 2011 9:46 AM

    Very cool photo and poem. I don't even have a favorite line, they're all so good. Sending you frog night songs from the land of winter rain...

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  5. Seré Prince HalversonFebruary 22, 2011 9:47 AM

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  6. AnonymousFebruary 23, 2011 10:33 AM

    Sere, and I very much appreciate that gift!

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