I laid between the hazy spaces of grass
Thin sky-scrapers
Scented, syrupy dewdrops
A cloudy gray whale flooding
Out my jaws
My head somersaulted, oozing through stars
Eating planets and airplanes
Leaking onto old, spinning records
The rings of Jupiter
Hippie-hued and twinkling
Whirling, twining like ballerina laces
Blooming up fluttering legs
I am endless
She came, bottle-green, gypsy stare
Her henna lips, plump blossom
Lush, sea-hair Goddess
Her fingers, chill with rings,
Flourished between mine
The crook of her elbows found home
Above my hips
Her drowsy, hypnotic murmur
Gusted across my ear
Thick mist tumbling through mind
Softly curling,
I cascaded to Mary-Jane’s feverish mouth
Engulfing the slow electricity
A burst of delicate fires
Swallowing the city winds
Cradling her in lungs
She flew as a gray dove
Out my jaws
Author notes
for contest: bird-mad girl
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flower tops = weed
grass = weed
Mary-Jane = weed
weed = happy kendal
Comments
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Wonderful poem. So spacey and zen, it was very enjoyable and perfect for my contest. Thanks for entering and good luck.
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this is unlike anything I've ever read in my life.
You certainly have a gift with description. Everything is so real.
I love the idea of a grey dove...that's so beautiful for something that can be quite scummy.
This could have turned to a stupid little "teen" write, but you've made it special and different. As you always do
Love you like a sister
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beautiful work, once again. You are endless. Mary Janes will always be shoes to me, except for here where I will give marijuana the reverence you bequeath.
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'My head somersaulted, oozing through stars'
oh you are wonderful.
this was just such a trippy poem that you make me resent the fact that I don't do weed as often as I should do. I really do feel that you are able to re-construct a scene/feeling so everything feels like you were already there and that this isn't me reading it. It's wonderful how you make things come to life.
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LOL weed=Happy Kendal. Thats was adorbale.
This reminded me of listening to White Rabbit while hitting the water bong my friends made. How when you hold it in long enough you can feel the smoke invade every cell in your body. You wrote this in such a way its almost as if it was laced with acid and you can see things floating around you. Such good memories
Beautiful write babe!!
Jordanne
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I love White Rabbit! I have it on my phone. Now I shall put it on! Jefferson Airplane rocks my undies off!
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I really love this. I love all of the descriptions and details that you've included. It makes the imagery so vivid. This is wonderfully written. Thanks for entering.
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