in our hearts where none could see
our love was free - free to be
bursting shoving upward it did soar
to the gods we begged for more
but
like this frigid mount of heavenly blue
bursting shoving upward it did soar
to the gods we begged for more
but
like this frigid mount of heavenly blue
hidden from all who viewed
under the deep vast sweep
our love
did we
keep
under the deep vast sweep
our love
did we
keep
.
8 comments:
Beautifully refreshingly hot! If that means something...
Come and visit us in our igloo next winter.
I may seem to make fun of it, but I don't. That's one of the fences...
Roger
what you say always means something, dear sir - and i know all about those defenses/fences - i've built more than i can count - i know -
;)
That picture is absolutely fascinating! Pefect for the prose.
hey nancy - thanks so much for the kind words - i love this image with the words, too - it's so odd how it seems some images are just made [separately etc] for a particular set of words -
Another wow. The image, the words, you nail it every time, Gypsy!
wv: facen - facin'??
thanks so much, trish - this is one i did several years ago, actually - but since my muse is out of commission - probably tracking wayra through the amazon somewhere - i'm reposting a lot these days! ;)
Great post, that is new to me! Love that image and the poem is fab! Have a splendid weekend, dear lady!
wonderful to see you, louisiana lady! thanks so much for your kind words - so wishin' i were "down home in bayouland!"
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