and you, Frankie, sit stiff still
for your portrait, in a valley verdant...
~~~~~
you Dreamed the valleys cupped tiny doll-skulls,
ate our litter, honeyed; suffered no ills;
your Heart knew a slip would be a reDawn,
no drawn-out mournful tones, fierce echo'ng hills,
but sleepy-blurred rainbows, cascading Moons,
mem'ries made clean at a rival's entrance;
your Valley Dreams slide you through sweet Sea blue;
Her arms haze muted violet light o'er you...
~~~~~
and you, Frankie, you sit stiff, still,
simmering blown-salt Sea-foam songs;
your aroma reaches noses,
insinuates you slipped; you slipped!
~~~~~
~~~~~
On looks your self at the bruised spectacle;
clarinet enters you - tunes paint your pain;
fire-seered brush, re-grown, lush covered in flame;
your seeking Soul singed - a mystery, Her name
Frankie...open your wide firey azure eyes;
peek for a Moment, then slide, Frankie, slide;
though Dawn be not new here, soft as you Dreamed;
(a nose-full with rot? the meadow beyond?)
maybe, sweet Frankie, your Dream has not flown -
oh! Here! Frankie, welcome! New peace for you!
Jump, Frankie, jump! into eyes, deep Lightpools;
plump fish swim circles, beckon your repose;
(the hills, her fake breasts, ripple rot to your nose;
frankincensed-promise to others hath flown?)
Here, darling, here, in this Light, you are Known;
double-Mooned demons drink wine down your limbs;
(awake! Frankie! Wake! Dark slumber be gone!)
Her minions smile songs: "petrified - polished Dawn";
(Look not at their teeth, piranha, half-dead -
your deep dive, your dread, drives you from their lust;
Oh, Frankie, awake!)
a party to the salty, singing, sweet old Sea-foam cake,
the opening to Life where two Moons reign
awake, Frankie, awake, awake awake, awake! )
~~~~~~
and you, Frankie, sit, still stiff,
for your portrait, in a valley verdant...
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****note: rescue may be near; we pray
Part 1 of the Series, "The World Where Two Moons Reign"
Part 1 of the Series, "The World Where Two Moons Reign"
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