2 small poems

your poem

i hunger

your poems
are rich,
thick,
velvet

mine

sparse,
bereft,
wanton of flesh

~~~~~~~~~~~

Your poem

i satiate

your poems
wealthdense

     mine

   spartan,
    replete,
wont of Muse

shadowland

of the Night Chalice
I drink

ebbing
with the Sea of Darkness

I disappear

in Your embrace
we abide,
we rapture.

~~~~~~~~~~

shadowland, too
of the morn cruet

I imbibe

ebbing
with the Sea of Light

vanish

in embrace
abided, raptured

         A.R & H.H.

— Kailashana, Jul 05, 2009

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Seren

16 years 11 months ago

Well when you do post youtr

Well when you do post your muses answer would you please let me know Anna I dont always catch up with things but i loved this both of them ... enraptured by your poetry ... I can loose myself here ... Love Jayne ...

Kailashana

16 years 11 months ago

Will do. Jayne, I’ve

Will do. Jayne, I've given up catching up. lol. Many hugs of love, Anna "It is unwise to be too sure of one's own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err." Mahatma Gandhi

bjp

16 years 11 months ago

Dear Anna,

Sparse as thicknesses engulfed bereft as breathless spitting need wanton as an eye upon anguished skins combine break the dam of words when speaking is a silence no voice may contain Brian

Kailashana

16 years 11 months ago

One of the greatest joys of

One of the greatest joys of a poet is knowing one inspires poetry, thank you, don't forget to keep copies... these poetic replies are sometimes complete, sometimes part and/or parcel of a larger/smaller poem yet-to-be-written. I haven't done so though echoes remain. ;-) ~A "It is unwise to be too sure of one's own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err." Mahatma Gandhi

weirdelf

16 years 11 months ago

Fuck off

"mine sparse, bereft, wanton of flesh" ? who are you talking about? We all have moments of self doubt but I do not accept this self-deprecation from you. One of our finest in love, spirituality and truth. Much love, Jess

Kailashana

16 years 11 months ago

Well, fuck off to you too,

Well, fuck off to you too, (did you know that's really a wondrous thing to say?) nothing better than that activity even if poetry, a healthy shit, a great meal, a good laugh come close. ;-) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6D7rWLzloOI Strange Consequences... Now, about the poem. My poems seem to be less and less and I often miss the desire/ability to create romantic odes. And I love you too, fuck you. ~A "It is unwise to be too sure of one's own wisdom. It is healthy to be reminded that the strongest might weaken and the wisest might err." Mahatma Gandhi

Tam the Chanter

16 years 11 months ago

2 small poems

Me and the other cave trolls are of one mind regarding your work. It must be really easy for you, after all nobody could write like this without using some kind of magyck. Lost in admiration Love Ian T