Kailashana

Jun 17, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

and now the web breaks of our fascination

we were big-bellied spiders once
weaving intricate patterns
in the moonlight,
drops of blood raining
memories
glistening
in the sun

we were carnivorous
cocoons in catacombs
tasting
honeyed and milky residues in the
caves of our foolish web-footed hearts,
sticky inclinations
in the time of our battles,
long-legged warriors battling
the windmills of our minds,
we were emperors and empresses
assassins
on thrones of shifting sands, we sat in
congregations like sardines in a tin can,

whiskers twitching with the truth of our
revulsion and expulsion,
we were beavers building dams
from twigs and branches
horizons
mud-caked worlds upon worlds,
we were jaybirds of a nebulous sky
eggshell blue in its holographic
bird-heart, flying from limb to limb,
life after life,
giving birth to all that is hidden and all that is
seen, all that is sacred and all that is
gleaned,
touching one another in dreams,
blissed-out spirits
from which
all things develop,
all things evolve,

music
we play for one another
in the primal hunger
from our spider bellies,
singing songs of Solomon,
how quickly we glide

and now the web breaks.

— Kailashana, Jun 17, 2010

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themoonman

15 years 11 months ago

Anna...

yes... this is what I want, words that move me in my seat awaiting the next. only one stumble during the read... long-longed, after reading it a couple of times it became an easier twist to wrap around. thanks for posting Richard

Kailashana

15 years 11 months ago

Thanks for reading, Richard.

Thanks for reading, Richard. And yes, *long-legged* is what was originally written... and after three days of re-writing it on my notepad, I mistyped that. My fallibility is showing. However, I did wipe. ;-) ~A The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy. ~ Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

themoonman

15 years 11 months ago

Hey...

that's what I thought you meant, but I rarely see you make a typo... excellent poem!

Damo

15 years 11 months ago

Another Beauty

Another one, Kailashana. What a delicately bumpy ride... You have such an effortless style. Awesome!

Kailashana

15 years 11 months ago

Now, how could you have

Now, how could you have answered me the same second I wrote? Something else is working here, eh? Love distances time and memory. Too bad, we don't all remember in that eternal now moment. ~ The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy. ~ Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

themoonman

15 years 11 months ago

Spooky...

In the cool of the evening when everything is feeling kinda groovy....

Kailashana

15 years 11 months ago

“…love is kinda crazy

"...love is kinda crazy with a spooky little boy like you."... ;-) However, upon closer inspection.... my scientific ways of seeking the truth of the way things are.... I posted the correction (long-legged) about 8:51 and we both simultaneously replied at 8:57. So you had 6 minutes in which to see & reply to my revision. 'Tain't all that spooky after all, however, we did simultaneously post at 8:57. It seems I have wayyyyy too much time this morning...(and it's all still a little bit spooky). Smiles. ~ The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy. ~ Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

Seren

15 years 11 months ago

and when the webs fall

and when the webs fall down and become the debre on the floor ... the poetess comes in and puts it back how it belongs forever webbed in her words love and big hugs JayCee x x ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")

shirley harrison

15 years 11 months ago

web of words!

Dear Anna what can i say except a charming brilliant poem! I went to visit the catacombs in Paris, but they were closed for renovation! i was very sad that day! you are a beautiful cloud of poetry! much love shirley harrison

judyanne

15 years 11 months ago

you weave a beautiful web of your own anna

love judd xxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

Kailashana

15 years 11 months ago

Better to taste you all, my

Better to taste you all, my Darlings. ;-) ~A The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy. ~ Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

ziggy

15 years 11 months ago

hi

hi yes what a busy write and i do like it the last five lines or so are a great ending stanza, great one this ,,,,,ziggy

Nordic cloud

15 years 11 months ago

SMASHING POEM ANNA MY SISTER!

Ann of Norway Oh this stickied tale of life is just simply WONDERFUL Anna, just wonderful, as it trips off the tongue with its whiskers twitching and the web-footed hearts prancing and cavorting about through our minds in the music of their cacophony, I think it so special from so many aspects and really really enjoyed it and go back for more many times to do so. Oh you've got me up and dancing wow you have truly!! Love to you you dear poet from Aniuska.