F A N T A S Y part 1

by soulgoddessTokyo, Kanto, Japan

Jul 2015 547 Views 8 comments

F_A_N_T_A_S_Y (part 1)

(A Collaborative Poem with theCrane)

---- hesitating … she then raised her fingers to feel
The engraved writings on ancient walls
" Maybe heaven is enough for you now?
- Stepping with tribal feet
this asymmetrical think tank
- with lateral exposed Vans
Spiralling in their iron encasings
- Plymouth itself rose rapid Mouthed
and if the unconcealed Sands be Present?"
---- each symbol turned alive at her touch as she sensed
The living thoughts of embedded values in cold stone
" - day unto day
and
What if:
- Selene remains Punctuated on her illuminated Crescent?
-- Years
pour into years
as all of My thoughts run unto thee tendrillar"
---- excitement ran through her senses as she learned
The intricately woven pieces of puzzles revealing
Only to the seeking minds and open hearts
"- if i Could only but kiss the Sea
Vent with the Moon
- fracture and bleed
all of My lateral and exposed thoughts journey into thee
- and Nîmes' denarius
expand thou onto the teal offered Ocean elevated
Wishing Athena still loved Me along with the Sprite of her transient gate
arced here on My pillow of lead"
---- in silent trepidation she received the flowing images
Willingly occupying her opened minds setting the scenery
"- the river runs into thee
and
Dorset by Chariot
-- - Boadicea,.. Boadicea..
from out of the direction of your glorious Watercourse
- and fissure reflection
the Titular giants feed
-- are
Vagary
i knew them once
- for insurgency makes the Arc Strong"
---- "What beautiful carvings that lay hidden unnoticed
within these walls…" she thought to herself
Without imposing her beliefs, she lets herself sink into them
"- - i Could fly to thee..
Jesus James!
- - Standing tall
- Seasons apace
Shame on their bitter Currents
-- all the while trying to believe
for
i
knew
a
Deva
- forever Pounding its brain
or in Closer Proximity
- that Child is agape with a Subangular rose
Hitler alleviant,
- - high, redescent high
the Lamb's tubular Bride
- or by what has been brought
is that San Salvador i Spy naked in the trees?
-- or delinquent on Watling island?"

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Posted: Jul 2015

About this poem:

theCrane was a deeply profound poet whom I had the opportunity to collaborate with last year. He is still the most challenging poet I have encountered as his poetry style and vocabularies truly surpass me ;)