|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
Bridled Stones
Contributed by
screwge
on
Wednesday, 24th June 2009 @ 11:02:20 PM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
|
Your paw is a sun of bridled stones
Who rage like flint underneath
Disembodied
Early man's hairs,
Caressing moons,
Inhibitions lashing scantily-clad desires
Where the dewlap rested as a henge;
A boulder scrapes
Voraciously. You lap the
Lapdogs' ebbing limbs, the
Sun retracting. Pads
Are sometimes lunar-cold;
The pillows flaccid subbase.
Copyright ©
screwge
... [
2009-06-24 23:02:20]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: Bridled Stones
(User Rating: 1 )
by ming on
Thursday, 25th June 2009 @ 07:05:01 AM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| Nice! |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Site Help
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
