Knowing soul found sanctuary behind the carapace,
where spirit could then spiral and mind be vapour made,
that honeysuckle sweetness like rain eternal drums,
and in the year becoming, the eggshells crack as one.
Roots of hope are searching deep as demons hover high,
and spin on teasing wings of fear as chrysalis does sigh,
and waits to birth eternally, like sea-foam soaring forth;
the witches suck life's hookah, that iridescent torch.
Angels hover, sifting truth in robes of vibrant blue,
their gowns cathedral curvature, votives offered true,
in filament of meaning, as stoic purpose looms,
soul does now find fortune, breaking from cocoon.
Inky hell will nurture long, conceiving in dark light,
nightmares of pure tangles, the bloody stripes of fright,
like brightly painted geisha, in kimono pursing lips,
so is the bloom of passion, in Self so surely lit.
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sanctuary, soul, knowing
spiral, vapor, carapace
honeysuckle, rain, year
eggshells, drums, demons
roots, chrysalis, wings
seafoam, hookah, witches
angels, blue, truth
: curvature, cathedral, votives
: filament, cocoon, stoic
fortune, inky, nurture
nightmares, kimono, geisha
tangles, bloom, stripes
This is pretty amazing.
ReplyDeleteAll but two? Wow, you made that look seamless and easy - I know it is not. Great job and a great poem ,too.
ReplyDeleteI missed one Debi, tangles, but had it in an earlier version and so have changed it. I also had geisha and kimono in plural when it was singular and also fine.
DeleteI love this!!!
ReplyDeleteAmazing, all the words you used. As chrysalis does sigh...I want to think on that phrase.
ReplyDeleteRhyming, on top of fitting in all those words, is akin to juggling while riding a unicycle. Backwards. I especially loved those angels, sifting truth. Impressive!
ReplyDeleteWell done. I especially like "Angels hover, sifting truth in robes of vibrant blue, / their gowns cathedral curvature, votives offered true,"
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