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what's the moon do?
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PAPER PURSUIT
WERE it the moon, soft red and
streaked with astral fumes when
your hot, haunting body formed
seemingly from the dread electric
molecular stratum of soul-melt?
together forever, you croon, and yet
my nectar stores are insufficient
for a bug-eyed whore like yourself
a parched star of frenzied flames
but hey
I just had to revisit this
I just had to revisit this again. The power you have compressed into a few brief lines is amazing. Like I said earlier, this poem is what I consider a textbook example of Poetry's nature; and, having over a half century's reading experience, I think I have some credibility to back up the assertion. You should be very proud to have written this.
J-Called
I love it all but the poets
I love it all but the poets statement best !
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Ah! Now there's a form and
Ah! Now there's a form and gait that brings shivers down the spine.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
Your command of language, and
Your command of language, and of the skill to artistically deploy it in this poem, is well displayed here. You have compressed an amazing power in a few short lines. If I were teaching a class on Poetry, this poem would be a textbook example of the height that poetic language can reach!
J-Called