Thursday, May 08, 2008

floating on my wings

In a lust-cocoon
wrapped, spun
and afloat
in the deep
dark colors
around your pupils

Until it all got too heavy
I took a deep breath
closed my eyes
and sunk to the bottom
holding my dream stones
tight in my palms

Silent serenity
and wordless magic
to my lips
and I can now
Navigate rivers
I thought I’d only wonder about

Paddling lying on
my glossy wings
smudged and kissed
with blue-green,
purple and yellow
to lands with white sand,
roses and doves

Totally Optional Prompts: Transformation



gautami tripathy said...

Great start and great ending. I like the pace of this. One reads, pauses, reflects and goes on..


Richard said...

mysterious and even erotic. a nice read, thanks.

Jo said...

Many lovely lines here.

Stan Ski said...

Perhaps we all coccoon ourselves too much. Imagination is wonderful, but to experience our dreams is magical

Crafty Green Poet said...

I really like this, 'lust-cocoon' is a brilliant phrase!

Aareet Krsna said...
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Ofira Sephiroth said...

Great imagery with a hint of sensuality.

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SweetTalkingGuy said...

Wow! Dream stones, this is where my imagination takes off!

Jan Doble said...

you capture an amazing set of sensual images here, and the whole poem puts you in the center of metaphors and surreal scenes. it's nice how you surfaced, transformed, and ready to take on the world!

Cynthia said...

a sensual and transforming poem.