First cry to shut eye
At play, “Connecting the dots”
Beginning to end
Fitting pieces as we go
Breathing, in “Jigsaws”
A “Mortal Kombat”
With no flawless victories
…then we fade to dust
Its about “PUZZLES” @dVersepoets 🙂 … Hope this piece isn’t too puzzling 😉
“…for the Lord God had not caused it to rain upon the earth, and there was not a man to till the ground, but there went up a mist from the earth, and watered the whole face of the ground.” – Genesis 2:5&6
She longs to catch a glimpse of what might have been…
Rising long before the Sun, just as creation made her, she steps out of her abode and onto the freshly cut lawn- The silent twilight greeting her.
Only moments outside, yet all too quickly her skin is wrapped in perspiration, not of her own but Gaya’s- Fresh and cool; Wet grass embracing her feet- The total experience causing her to shiver… She’s cold. Finally bearing witness to Genesis 2:6… “The Mist that waters the face of the Earth” lay thick in the atmosphere and all around her.
She stills her naked body in the middle of the open space and is cloaked by the light fog around her; Eyes closed, she fills her lungs with Gaya’s cold breath- Embracing the silence of the slowly coming Morn.
…. In that moment she is in Eden.
Tears mix with Dewdrops... Insanity born from faith ...Her faith... her madness.
Poem of few words yet expressions speak volumes form 5-7-5
My skin, your play ground Your kiss- a sting, then I itch O Such fowl romance!
Can't touch, won't dare touch! Can't taste... might as well swallow ...I look, and it hurts Life deals a joker Set at odds with my desire ...Love is paradox
Writing sheets lay bare My pen, stilled for a season ...Genius where art thou?
Cruel star, burning Renders us UV-ray scares Glad I've got Sun-screen! Barbecuing sky, Do you like your humans crisp? I'm almost ready! Nerve wrecking heat wave Blame it on global warming Feels like I'm melting!
So I’m the BIG
BAD Wolf taking my morning stroll in the forest – The forest being my natural habitat. Haven’t had breakfast yet- Might I just point out that I’m a MEAT EATER and so its my God given right to crave flesh.
The morning is still very young and I’m yet to find befitting prey to match my hunger pangs. Then I spot “Red” wondering along in her tacky cloak- Not that the color matters much, I’m Color blind.
She’s all alone, the defenseless little creature…
WAIT! So I’m the “BAD” Wolf for landing prey that’s coincidentally a little girl, left to roam the forest ALL ALONE while on her way to long distance- Grand Ma’s house???!!!
Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury PLEASE! Putting all bias aside I ask you to consider this poor, hungry carnivore- Me! What would you have done in my
shoes (paws), craving your daily fill of flesh and blood? If anything it should be Red’s parent’s baring that adjective!
I’m not trying to justify what I did- eating Grammy and Red, but it was only natural. I hunt that which is of my territory- within the Forest… THEY WERE!
Much is learnt from this
To see through another’s eyes