Silver trains
by Definite Smudgeweed
i
Predatory in her premonitions
The wounded king acts out his sweet remorse
ever tendering less engendered
so soak the Calvinist Cross in leather tankard
and hear the voices of Gypsy Chanters
riding clear and green over the rain-soaked valley
ii
Severing soothsayer minds glistening china gems
Following train and herb and fen
rolling silver raincoats along furtive journeys
through the humorless caves of malice
and, gaining teeth, fights the whole of the earth
prowling protective among a clean flat heather;
dusted and dense; yet light,
pursuant to effective gestures
messing essence greivous kitchen burdens
brought into vogue by cursed crooked worms
fern shooting star treats misaligned earths.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
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