No pinching back the light.
Only compulsion and
Corpuscles popping at hints of heat.
I know why.
Gossamer gold glimmers in luminous Light
We grope for it too with dumb fingertips.
Light sought by Moth methods,
pitching forward into the bones of Bridgette’s flames.
Propelled, following the language of fire tongues
and swallowed whole by Beltane’s bright folly.
Symbolic Meaning of Moths
God bless you Hendrix.
Are you live, or are you Memorex?
Your oozing twang-jive that you bled back then
is a whole-blood transfusion for my head.
Electric riffs rip my seams.
My skull peels apart, banana splits for the brain.
I’m stripped by your soul.
I listen naked to your howling legend.
I howl too.
You get me Jimi.
From jagged fang to soft underbelly,
My parts are just as feral as yours.
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Ode to Joe Cocker
Had she known from
the Beginning that
Life is like a
Turning and twisting
through the years of
Shedding its skin,
just as we all shed
Had she known
both Life and Serpent are
Had she known all this,
she would not have been consumed
or constricted by the coils of Life.
she would have
snatched the serpent firmly,
by the jaw –
twisted hard –
commenced skinning it with infinite care,
crafted a fine pair of
And then gone square-dancing in them.
In memoriam for Miranda 11/11/72 – 5/03/10.
May your next life find you unconstricted and kicking up your heels. ;)
She swallowed the sun whole
On a Wednesday afternoon.
Just crammed it right into her mouth,
Like a fiery jelly doughnut.
Sticky sunny ooze
Dribbling out the end,
as she shoved the last sunbeam in.
Aftertaste pungent and puckery
Like sweet gherkin pickles
Tartness lingering on the tongue.
And now she levitates like the sun
Made full and whole by its consumption.
Or possibly indigestion.
Native American Sun Symbols
Solar Totem Animals
Sun Tattoo Symbolism