Tag: magical poetry

Triumphant Undergrowth

The legion of the lived

I sensed a chorus underground
Lurched the shoes and smoke, 
would break cathedrals in half
when it sounded up from the rock.
 
In a dirty limestone city of Christ 
The underworldly plains rolled out
bruising skies, and birds the size
of men, who rattled in their clothes
 
The gems between their fingers
glittered like red stars from roofs 
and opening the thick black dirt
grew and grew a quiet coliseum the 
voices marching up 
Short Nameless Reveries

The black broth, the cream fissures

in particle trails like living sprites

foam in swirls to the crust of my goblet

in plumes of white steam, bellowing

and bathing my skin in ink

giving me breath and old ideas

this liquid flushes our bodies of impurities

while we sit in the thick, sticky dark

of twilight June.

We both have work today.

Mystic Arcadias

Salem’s Redemption

Part two,
You tilt your chin to the singing sun.
Brazenly trudging like the vandal you are
To Middle-ground, bestial, bruised,
Mushrooms ringing your ankles
Like minnows. Thunderstruck,
Bucks started, tagged your black eyes femme macabre,
Receding like seeds from you, Queen of der hexenkries
Nigh woman or girl, but hellion with breasts.
Because clearly you’re Hera
Fair Contessa reigning Amazons
Weaving their pleats with perfume and barbs.