With intellect and beauty locked away
inside liquid chapels of candle-lit madness,
yours remain the eyes that fed Solomon
his wisdom. And the celestial garden of your face
the same for which a thousand moons buried
their crumbled hearts beneath a trembling sea.
Like the satin flower scent of a coffin your gaze
thickens before the danger of swords. Or love.
And like the obscene image of a demon’s corpse
sniffing its crotch for fresh food
you stalk joy’s temple with malicious fatal sorrow.
Who can prove this is punishment from God?
Who would want to? Why hang so many signs
claiming Jesus was preoccupied the day paradise
died in your smile and turned your springtime lips
into a land oppressed by cruel endless winter?
To slaughter beauty and suckle hypocrisy––
sport for maniacs and apocalyptic ghouls.
What hell condemned, let heaven now heal.
A girl like you: your platinum heart ground up like beef,
devoured and shat by the canines of bigotry and hate.
Nevermore the furious glory of your mind at work
stitching luminous tapestries of revelation and grace.
Laugh loud, my summer-poem darling, and sing now too,
for insanity’s bright kiss shines blessings divine
upon angels so wondrous and tortured as you.
Aberjhani
© 11/12/05
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woven in such a way to reveal a
a whole picture...leaving me humbled and
awed by the power of this gem.
Amy Ramdass
God bless,
Sandie.
knows me will attest {'hush, y'all:)}. Among my favorite jewels
are the same "for which a thousand moons buried
their crumbled hearts beneath a trembling sea" and "Laugh loud, my summer-poem darling." This is a poem that keeps on giving.
Probably should have stayed with wordless. . .couldn't help myself! 'Pea' <3
Regis
All I can say is "don't date her sister!"
I can see the science fiction genius in you just from this poem alone. Wow!
blessin's Bro. A.
cynth'ya
Allen
This is a key to open the first aid box that contains the panacea to heal the scars of doubt, and flourish the health of awareness.
Those who have eyes will read; those who have ears will listen, and those who have both will think on the messages on the side, on the face and between the lines of "Bright Kiss of Insanity".
From the opening line I heard the drums of wisdom, which accompany the words to the closing lines.
"Bright Kiss of Insanity" has added a new page of poetic beauty to the pages of the Major Art.
May Your life be a long healthy one in a Blissful Creative Living, Poet!
Gratefully,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Apprentice-poet by the Grace of The Mother-Poet
powerfully descriptive imagery ...
"What hell condemned, let heaven now heal."
Tami
Okay what was it I was saying...damn, long term drug use = short term memory loss, or is it the other way around, I seem to have a problem remembering which...LOL? Find Peace extremely intelligent poet...Ed & Rufuz (you have Rufuz' paw of approval)
"Howz that for an answer to my "feel" for this one.....lol!!
Love Tinka