Dave, at A Sound Day, posted a Redbone Halloween song and talked about “The Witch Queen of New Orleans” a real person. That reminded me of a poem I wrote about her awhile back. OK, this one needs a WARNING. Adults only and not for the faint of heart. “Tis I, Marie, you come to…
Category: poetry
dVerse — Quadrille Monday 163 — Happy Halloween
It’s Monday morning and Halloween. You’ve called in sick and we’ve slept in. Rolled in blankets, warm pink links, muffled crows call through the walls wordless candycorns heralding day. Kitchen-bound, terry-robed, I scare us up scrambled eggs; sourdough toast to go with fresh-made cuppajoe. top image link De Jackson (aka whimsygizmo) is today’s host for…
POPO2022 Day 31 — faerie on rose petals
faerie plays hopscotch pretends she has broken wings hopes to kiss a prince faerie plays hopscotch on rose petals, hair a-mess in her sheer gauze dress pretends broken wings easy catch for a long tongue in a wide green mouth hoped to kiss a prince but, disappointed, she flits off to the next pond… TWO…
POPO2022 Day 30 — pisces fish made into tai qi fish
shallow pond, deep ocean navigating light, darkness two water beings shallow pond, deep ocean counterparts through this and that from glass to tsunami parse light and darkness eyes open, they find a way swim with life current two water beings snow peaks to Mariana worthy role models
POPO2022 Day 29 — Sagittarius heart
careless with my aim I meant to simply bed you yet got nicked instead careless with my aim which was to bulls-eye, then flee; arrow ricocheted I meant to bed you and did; but you got in my head when you walked away yet got nicked instead; dripping blood and tears, alone, I, foolish archer
POPO2022 Day 28 — sun, rainbow clouds, burning legs
when things go wacky, light and dark harp they’re the same, ask, “are we there yet?” when things go wacky surreal cracks; flaming thighs grasp spiked faces balloon light and dark the same? rainbows blight to bloated corpse revelations dance ask, “are we there yet?” perhaps lurched beyond return? beg grace from cloud’s silver
POPO2022 Day 27 — shelf fungus
beware this kingdom stacked with fungal furniture mistake to partake beware this kingdom dispersed, affixed on stumps, trunks sounding death’s trumpet stacked furniture with bioluminescent gills lighting ghosthood’s way mistake to partake thick blood’s your best outcome shun pretty poison
Tao-Talk 