Island

Brow-perched gargoyles

Thick-blooded demons

Let go of my vessels.

Hand-licking devil

Take you and the slimy entropy

Of your estranged flesh

So offensively close to my arid tongue.

My jaundiced and tormented hunger

For what I will not take from you

Is tearing apart my frayed tissues

And piercing the blisters of my desire.

My beloved I need you.

I need you to hover

Over my island of glowing darkness

Of windswept minds stones and flies

Till death do us part

(Beyond beyond!)

I love you so much

Your love is hurting me.

 

Your love is hurting me

I love you so much

Beyond the crimson skies

With scraggy wings poised

To scavenge for the decaying debris

Of your sunken memories.

You had called me.

I would have warded off the callous beaks

With the delicacy of my body

Yet you locked me

Out of your blood cell

Left me scratching at the door

Fingering and licking it

For want of your skin

My beloved you have walled in your core

The defence is yours

The imprisonment is mine.

Does every paradise

Need to take a fence?

 

The void of my familiar anxiety

Is too dense to swim in

From island to mainland

Quiescent mercury floating

On the smooth sea of lead

A mirror of snug oblivion too heavy

For your bleached face and hands to hold

Let not your discordant cries carve the surface

It would take forever to reach your body

Time is grinding to a halt

My beloved I need you.

I need you to let me roost

On my island of glowing darkness

Of windswept minds stones and flies

Till death do us part

(Beyond beyond!)

I love you so much

My love is hurting you.

 

My love is hurting you

I love you so much

Beyond the intricacy of the physical body.

I sit down at your door once more

Fondling and caressing it.

I am listening to the muffled voice of your pen

Leaking a new masterpiece

Inside your blood cell.

You find me inspiring.

You have been a revealing inspiration

To my stranded anxieties too.

My beloved go on playing

Your sombre sonatas

And saying there is no special key.

You do not need me

To guard your door any more.

My boat is here

The wind is blowing.

Jupiter! Silvana Orel Kos

Jupiter! Silvana Orel Kos

Poslano:
01. 03. 2013 ob 16:28
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03. 03. 2013 ob 01:08

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Lucija Lotus Mlinarič

Poslano:
02. 03. 2013 ob 14:04
Spremenjeno:
03. 03. 2013 ob 23:24

Jezikovno izčiščena pesem s prepričljivimi metaforami opisuje ljubezen, ki je hkrati pogubna in izpolnjujoča. Ljubezen, ki nikoli zares ne more biti, niti LS nikoli ne more brez nje. Odlično si ujela življenjsko zgodbo umetnika in njegove (hmm) muze ... Čestitam,

Lucija

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Jupiter! Silvana Orel Kos

Poslano:
03. 03. 2013 ob 07:46
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03. 03. 2013 ob 16:31

Hvala, Lucija, za komentar glede zapletene narave medosebnega odnosa, ki v sebi kopiči toliko divergentnih energij. You can't have a cake and eat it. Menda:) So pa vsaj gledalci dobili Bergmanove psihološko poglobljene filmske stvaritve. Tortice na platnu, mnjam mnjam:) Lp, J!

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bp

bp

Poslano:
06. 03. 2013 ob 00:26
Spremenjeno:
06. 03. 2013 ob 07:53

Pairi.daêza have always come with walls, very handy when fencing with s-words turns to offence. In some cases gargoyle decorated thick ones. 

 

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Jupiter! Silvana Orel Kos

Poslano:
06. 03. 2013 ob 07:47
Spremenjeno:
06. 03. 2013 ob 08:02

In the beginning was the S-word.

Or, as Tom Leonard so aptly put it:

. in the beginning was the word .
in thi beginning was thi wurd
in thi beginnin was thi wurd
in thi biginnin was thi wurd
in thi biginnin wuz thi wurd
n thi biginnin wuz thi wurd
nthi biginnin wuzthi wurd
nthibiginnin wuzthiwurd
nthibiginninwuzthiwurd
. in the beginning was the sound .

One, even a thick one?, cannot go wrong with a bit of decor, by Jove!

bp, a fine bit of wordplay though :)

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