Anonymous
Render Me Nameless
Karyn Indursky written with Nightlight
tethered to a projection
unknown to how it landed
a skin of the snake, my making,
its colors seethe in, painstaking.
its origins wisp by
subtle breezes of your
whispering winds of words...
an identity trapped
without meaning or tender,
an this mystery poetry blender
Into the blender went my words
naked to the core of emotions
with the sight of it touching my soul
as whispering willow trees
call unto me with a beauty
embedded by it's sweet caress
of daintiness all its own poetic tone
to my fingers it summoned
my fiery light flight of cranes
to flutter across my keyboard
clanking the essence imbued
and a title took flight,
but I cannot remember the name
of thou green leaf slowly begins to crinkle
for its use the delicate skin's was withered
like a violet far more useful than poetic numbers
popping out meters and rhymes upon thy face
shall be wearing a grin with breathless moments
sonnet's are heard from the essence
it speaks heartfelt longing in greeting intention
melodious raptures of imaginations bloom
while becoming my truthful upsurging
thine music within me is merging
soaring verses cajoled and allured
by two muses forming a collaboration
Thee poem now speaks back unto me
proclaiming the birth it's birth
now these letters they spoke and said,
"There's no label to prove what you see."
thanks
thanks. i really enjoyed writing this with you. i like writring on my own, but i like writing collabrations too. a little bit of you with a mix of me and we have a wonderful piece of poetry. hugs.
I like it! ... ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
I like it!
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "