July 2015 (first seen in July entry, 2015... from "Fragments frayed to newly woven")
He'd Read to me, a Literary Classic,
perhaps a lost Poem by eternal Sappho
I continue to polish this beloved piece, as I feel happy within its Telling:
BloodRich, Moon-mouthed chambres
Thank You for Writing, unlike any other Word-Worker;
Thou Art Magical Inspiration
Eudora Welty spoke to me a bit as the above,
Poema I, fell thru my fingers
I have an urge to go another way with Time...
( ToDay is August 16, 2014, as measured by some)
& somehow, Inspired by Robin Williams,
I wonder if Robin Williams liked Kafka. Somehow, I imagine the answer is "yes" -
I like to Dream so...
Kafka has me captive on his DreamCloud.
Thick black smoke surrounds, but harms us not.
He shrouded us in cloaking-bubble blankets.
(I keep finding Kafka in my Writings. He awaits me here, but
most of the Time,
he lies, bones and muscles, soft, yet strong,-
He be long curved angles all over the pages,
He sweeps circles over the covers, -
my purple - covered,
spiral- boundless notebooks.
His notebooks astound me; their aromas intoxicate me
so I nearly lose my breath. I grow lost inside his dawning Evening shadows.
Notebooks feel more sacred as Night claims lazyDusk;
as we ascend, we carry upon our backs
satchels-full of Books, pens, papers of every material and size known to Humans;
the load should be burdensome, cumbersome,
yet I feel featherLight, wave hello to whistling sparrows
Dr. Franz' papers are ephemeral, ethereal...
As he moves us across Night's Deep-Eyed Sky,
ancient papyrus rustles on affable breezes,
a stylus scratches early Stones;
I see heiroglyphs in chisel.
Dr. Franz gifted me a special sack in which to place my notebooks and my pens,
my Crystal blues hide beneath a tiny, invisible Door, much like a CatFlap, but
more like a mouse-hidey-hole
no pen need ever alone again, without a hand to warm its holy blood
dipped in these Days' solemn honeyed-hopes...
"you've poured more than a solo query to the (very ugly) bug," declared
© CherylFaith Taylor, 2015