Nectar Magician …..she
white witch
swings her honeycomb wishes
made of violin
spilling herself
to the voice of god
of sweeping stone notes
singing pink
harvesting air
and a strand of honeysuckle thinking
a loosely braided story
preserved in
HOT
butterscotch
crackling
Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told
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Poetry
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Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
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He started Writing, The paper started speaking...
Once lost
Oh, my. I LOVE these images: “made of violin / spilling herself / to the voice of god”!
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I am always chuffed that you find moments in my work to play with xx
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Oh dear. This is perfection.
I would love to lose myself in a strand of honeysuckle thinking. In fact, I’m pretty sure I just did, oh you honeysuckle, you.
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hehe thats a true giggle you suckled out of me then honey bee
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Reblogged this on The ObamaCrat.Com™ and commented:
Word magic from Ms. Silver Poet.
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Thankyou sir… deep curtsey x
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😆 😉 😎 😯 😀 🙂
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!! x
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this is an increditbly HOT piece that can be two-fold as in mentally and physically. that ecstasy becomes a wonderful moment when it’s culminated at the end. so very nice !!! great word combinations as well and it’s very fluid.
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Thanks Don she was on my mind for ages before she finally emerged in all her lolly shop glory!
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Have to agree with Jennifer…that line “made of violin / spilling herself / to the voice of god”…was just brilliant!
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Thanks I appreciate your comments very much 🙂 I had been thinking of this princess for while and I knew she was made of violin 🙂
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Both poem and plaiting are amazing.
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Thankyou x
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Just where I like to be…magical!:)
-Jennifer
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🙂 well i think YOU may BE the magical
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What a fiery piece. I like it! ;D
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YEAH! thanks xx thats what I want to hear 🙂
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You are quite welcome!
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