A reed, a limb, a blade of Grass
By Swanjive
A reed A limb A blade of grass Moving as no lips or pen or words except the play of folding hammered brass swimming in a breath speaks in silvery tones Hammer Anvil hand arm Speaker Serpentine or Body tweaker? See how this transforms Your body into animal forms? Your wealth a glittering firmament spread Arms as galaxies swirl about your head unwrapped is the hidden key The pulse itself has given me to the palace Where these lips shall taste the chalice A twist A turn A laurel thrown on time so stopped so certain so sweet......... Written March 20th, 2002 © on Mar 20 2002 09:52 AM PST 0 • 20 • 13
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"A reed ..."