makes it rain coffee indoors,
right into her cup
cos she say so and it do...
Cream rises
cos it likes her lips.
Hell yeah, Bo Peep,
me too.
My mad love catch a blue jay, scold him good...
wraps deep night around a bell;
wears hand-stitched western boots
and's going straight to hell.
Don't say a word if she
lays pearly stones across the road,
or sits beneath the moon
to count the thorns upon the rose...
My mad love sigh,
and ruin me bad, half past first light...
I'm weak for
crow tar gypsy eyes,
sweet-gone with dark delight.
________
( written with a little assist from Coal Black! )
SO amazingly good! Pidgin English, and wonderful sounds and echos....
ReplyDeleteyou good, Sistah.
Aloha from Waikiki;
Well, I'm in a NEW place & NEW lifestyle!
Do YOU know WHO I am? WHERE I live?
I'm still not quite sure where I am,
but boat Kitty is digging it.
"Boat? What boat?"
Comfort Spiral
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Coal is out of control. I knew she'd take over eventually if you weren't careful. Still, it's hard to mind when she's helpin crank out stuff like this. There's not a single line or stanza that's winning out here--they're all amazing, but I will admit the very last two lines are pushing hard to be top dog.
ReplyDeleteIt's Monday ... she's off and running! Prolific as hell.
ReplyDeleteCowboy boots? I wear with anything and everything.
I've let my hair go to its natural silver/blonde/grey color. Long like Emmy Lou too ........
I bet she wears her boots all the time.
dang...can you make it rain coffeeat my house...very hot write...one that i imagine would win awards...with bunnies passed out from drinking too much on the moon...sing it shay coal
ReplyDeleteOh my freaking God, can writing BE any better than this? In a word: not! You are so freaking talented, the WORLD should be reading your work, girl! SERiously!
ReplyDeletep.s. I LOVE the photo!
ReplyDeleteI love the "cream rises cos it likes her lips" part...not to mention the espresso raining in the cup.
ReplyDeleteDon't we all want that kind of power, chica?
Girl, this is hot, cool, and all the good stuff in between!
ReplyDeleteHot write... mad love I like very much ~
ReplyDeleteI dig your reads. Sounds like the wisdom of a street poet!
ReplyDeletestunning prose
ReplyDeleteIt's poetry, not prose.
ReplyDeleteI want a t-shirt with this on it:
ReplyDeleteMy mad love catch a blue jay, scold him good...
wraps deep night around a bell;
wears hand-stitched western boots
and's going straight to hell.
A love like that makes one weak and powerful at the same time. I loved the playful language in this one. I think I would like Coal Black.
ReplyDeleteit's hard to be strong at half past first light...
ReplyDeletebrilliant, stunning, exquisite, hot! love it! ♥
Still sweet as molasses.
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