The Bow and Beaux I. Artemis! She of the Wild; Mistress of Animals!Goddess of the Hunt & Moon;In evening glowWith Quiver and BowQueen of purity, we call, we swoon! Eternal maiden,To Thee we stray!O Thou whose brother bringeth the day;By sliver of almond or silver disc!In bright white light we succumb to trystAnd we areContinue reading “The Invocation of Αρτεμις”
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Desideratum
In the gardensAre heavenly kinds of fruits,Pell from marmoreal moonsTransmuted rough and red—Her skin is like a leopard. I am become as an amethystine palace,A chryselephantine chaliceWith an aroma allotOf some jasmine charged pot. So fluently do I spell our love, mavenIn the kingdom of this fruitful haven,Thy podex like plum& desideratum. A thousand rainbowContinue reading “Desideratum”
Buss Me By The Blueberry Bush
Buss me by the blueberry bush When no one is around; Only doves hear thereof, The silence turning to sound! Buss me by the blueberry bush And promise not to look; Shady bowers count the hours That love & languor forsook. Buss me by the blueberry bush When we smell incense of loam; Grapes thatContinue reading “Buss Me By The Blueberry Bush”
The Invocation of Aurora
Aurora! Goddess of Dawn! Hearken to Thy slave on his knees!Thou art called for Thou art his LadyWhom shineth golden light from the east! Pledging allegianceThy pawn cries forth Ever loyal to the Morning Sun! Without Thy brilliance In ascending course Nay, there couldst not remaineth a single one! Praise be unto Thee in amberContinue reading “The Invocation of Aurora”
English Breakfast
The light pours in–
Her body now bare;
Pansies and posies delight in her hair.
Wheat and Rye
Bristled brushes sweep and reach From the black of fertile soil; As the Queen of Space drips dew and grace The beastly blood begins to boil. His longing is a fire here In the midst of midnight moon; Sustained by grain and rolled aflame In tryst of calls and croons. Flowers nigh, the sweat itContinue reading “Wheat and Rye”
November Queen
November Queen,Who kindles the candle at dawn;Betwixt twined arms and golden mantleShe cradles fair babe with song. November Queen,Who tastes sweet kisses of May;Ornate, opal face strayed to dream with no traceAnd pleaded the lord to pray. November Queen,How wilt this come to pass?Creation wrought an eternal dropIn an ocean of molten glass. November Queen,KissContinue reading “November Queen”
Saffir’s Song
Now forever in solitude, You were quondam a token of grace;Roaming the ford of the celestial streamAnd belonging in my immaculate embrace. The dulcet hold you whilom knew,Claimed! O expiration of days;Still dancing at the delta of eternal gleamAnd crooning with thy moonlit face.
The Surf
Praise those forested eyesAs I long to climb the most;My tides mirror the perfect sizeTenderly touching the coast. Bitter mournings stress the dew, Claiming the land with a kiss;Sable waves bid adieuAnd I question the capable bliss. Drizzle the sentimentalWith the bleak, distorted rain;This time, I’ll be gentle,As you ride the current again.
Days to Harvest
Where bramble emotion doth grow, It shall dwell betwixt my lone; Whose sedated strife sprouted with woe Forsook the rich of thy loam. Dreary, the bracken doth reach, Tempted to trim mirrored seeds; Shall I forage the moor for sweet petal speech Or wish winter upon springing needs?
The Saccharine Sycophant 