Sunlight spills out over the sky
and I watch the women dance,
strings from Heaven attached to each limb,
red lips painted with French curls,
I love them so much.
I loathe them so much.
They lift off the ground with majestic beauty,
gliding from toe to toe.
They seem to sleep on clouds,
pretty ballerinas that Pas
In the library, they seat quiet children
who are stainless and educated from
they swim in holy water with
moulded figures sticking out and I drool
along with the men,
and I love them so much.
Oh! I loathe them so much.
They fall like pink snowflakes,
kissed with Latter Day sprinkles,
the daughters of God who walk on Earth
next to me, searching for my palms,
serving me with the grace that Sunday could bring
but I will not listen.
My ears have been cut from my head by
Van Gogh’s paint strokes,
Mozart is pounding his fingers against my
chest in C-Minor, and
all of the words that have ever been written
by limbless men
and lipless women
sing as a group of cellos,
rooted deep in my naval,
where I began.
Beautifully framed pictures. Great piece Maggie!
Commanding piece my dear, very! Well done I love the strength and voice behind this.
Well written, great imagery, I could see the dance. I like how you link the dance to the music, linked with the French curls.
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This is beautiful, and enjoyed it for the theme of dance, music and the scene that was set, and the French curls. The title is perfect.
Such a powerful ending!
Wow this is imaginative. I can see this piece on a canvas of its own, hear it in a hall, watch it move across a stage. A beautiful piece of art, movement, emotion, poetry.
i dig this one,…..
another great one!!!
Fabulous writing…love your way with words.
Even Better the Second Time!
You manage to paint such an awesome picture with your words! Spectacular!
Happy New years my friend. 🙂
Say, do you have skype?
Happy New Year. I’m pretty sure Skype just requires me to download it LOL…Why do you ask?
The reason I ask is because I have skype…and I just thought it be a good idea to finally talk to some of my blogger friends from the other side of the world. I hope it’s too much of an inconvenience for you?
If you want to find me on skype here’s the name you can find me on and add me. charlie_zero1
Thank you Maggie, that was great!
I find perfection unnatural and a bit unnerving, boring as identical pies….
A magnificent bit of darkness, poet!
Very powerful piece…well said. I’m so please you decided to follow my blog. Thanks!
I sing and this read like lyrics to me! Like it 🙂
Amen to that. I bouquet you on your melodious metaphorical morphemes MaggieMae.