Tuesday, August 16, 2011


Brushed by the creek, light beckons our fuchsia to rise
Fissures against sole vermilion shine
Is she sojourner
To your vital earth?

Elise, let your hair down
Elise, don't you put me down
Oh Elise

The land bears her viscera, but we are still villeins
Her presence doth edify, bask in the shade of her monuments

Please, I am your child
Her violet heart sweetens, colors your blood
Her amber eyes reflect the aura of dawn
Please, Please

Monday, August 1, 2011


Do your veins know of the golden age?
Does your blood run to Saturn?

Stones compound
Obscure Opal
Fear seeps in
Into our sin

Do her roots, in your heart, protrude?
Can you share the fruits she bears?

Cassia in our soul
Rabbits into the cauldron
Of artifice
Our sacrifice