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Chatter of flowers and knives (Brecolage for Natalie)
Contributed by
neo-theatre
on
Thursday, 19th April 2007 @ 09:17:35 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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1.Reflexive alabaster flesh as boiled albumin
Pitched tent- taught over rock-candy bones
An orbit where fingertips divined the fruits of chemistry
Electricity, the tiny tumuli a trodden grave's shiver makes
in thousands
An erotica braille novel read with papillae
Though unlike the teeth of music boxes
The friction of that action noteless, silent
as the mind's De Marque
where she comes back in fractions;
red white red white red white beautiful mouth
cupping its cool darkness like the sweet deep garnet
throats of the Hibiscus, cracking open with the glamorous
suprises of agate eggs, laughter
bursting into the air like white birds,
hair slinking through my fingers
blackly as the blood of hitchcock's cinema,
Such vivid, haunting flowers.
2. Once I saw you, lover
In pinkest Air
Ascending on black
Balloon bunched
Cloud and through
A flock of valentine
Arc red pop hearts
Carried on wings
Of bluebirds
That can never,
Never, Never
Be found in any
square anywhere.
3. The stringencies of stars
she felt like the moon, that massive
ethereal brevity, once catching our fate
in some cosmic surplus, some spent
pleiades last flung vigilante
suicidal romantic as it sped
dripping and burning the legacies
of pyrotechnics, fleeting imago
peridot quicksilver the blackness
swallowed out of nowhere.
Be sad. Be sad about some of the things that are here
in this last strophe, our metaphor.
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neo-theatre
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Re: Chatter of flowers and knives (Brecolage for Natalie)
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by deadheadpoet on
Thursday, 19th April 2007 @ 11:05:42 AM AEST
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So lost and in love with your metaphoric capabilities. Beautifully written, but such a sad piece. So sorry things have turned out this way. Life is full of chances/choices we must make. I've learned some things and looks like you have too. *hugs you tight*
Peace and love,
Laura |
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Re: Chatter of flowers and knives (Brecolage for Natalie)
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by shelby on
Saturday, 21st April 2007 @ 03:41:22 AM AEST
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Incredible write your verse and style I find interesting.
Michelle |
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