Technicolour

Technicolour
On the paintings
the girls they tiptoe
to strip down the silvers,
wider shins and waning
around their legs and arms;
the ravens caw;
the boys swallow the Sun,
pick it like snacks,
bejewel their veins
and sleep in its golden slit –
How unlikely is the myth
of my Nature and my Nurture,
clad,
in the bosom of a knot –
in the vertebrae,
nesting,
like an un-bitten
slice of an orange;
callous and white
the locking of eyes,
yours and mine:
someone’s easy bishop
with the queens baggage,
hunting riffle over his shoulder,
starless in his vessel – taken to g7,
our hearts bobbing in his sack like a holiday plan
discussed over hotdogs, mojitos,
over the blood and within the dream,
rocked like a boat and worn like a straw-hat,
full of paper strips,
bearing our childish names for everythings,
the dead tree reminders
are the diction
in our necks –
my thoughts of you like will-o-wisp,
your thoughts of me blameless nostalgia
sealed with a touch,
a kiss,
a holding.
The brushing off the hair
from your face to
make space for sunlight;
the disarming of my clenched teeth
for the moonlight to cope
raw
our loves,
like our deities,
leisuring on top of emerald fields
donning the paintings;
are fiction,
yet you and I
are real,
archaic.
*Written for the Wordle at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie
This poem gets better and better those last stanzas were phenomenal! I would have to quote too much to say what it is loved because I loved everything. Reading this reminds me of how it feels when I create poetry. I haven’t really been able to create for a while.
Thank you very much for reading; hearing that means a lot to me, because I have felt similar for a long while now. Somehow, nowadays, it is far easier and comes more naturally to paint and create textures and artworks, while writing feels like digging.
Your comment makes me feel like perhaps I have not completely lost touch with that part of myself; just like it probably makes you feel too
Definently not you are very talented. An artist and a poet and a muse.
Awesome visuals.
Thank you, Charles, glad you enjoyed it!
Wonderful! I love the “someone’s easy bishop with the queens baggage”
The words are so well incorporated I wouldn’t even know they were prompted.
Thank you very much for reading, and hosting, once again! The words that were part of the task felt very inspiring.