THE MESS OF THROWN OFF CLOTHES
i listen
to your love beads glisten
in the flotsam
of my room-
we make them
from samurai sword folds
at forge and loom
in the mess of thrown off clothes.
so many smoke me kisses
at portal doors,
and mithril wishes
on primitive floors-
take us back again
through heath and fen
to imitate
lost landscape-
cycle
and circle
sky and stone
outside and home-
in love in less
with your heavenliness,
and loneliness
durable under duress.
Copyright Strider Marcus Jones 2012. From his book Pomegranate Flesh. All Rights Reserved.
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40 Poems From POMEGRANATE FLESH by Strider Marcus Jones
PoetryThis collection of poetry features 40 of the 75 poems from my latest book Pomegranate Flesh. You are most welcome to vote and comment and follow me. The poems in this collection show Strider's gift of being able to weave words into creative and surp...
