mjknight Author, dreamweaver, visionary – plus actor.

Posts tagged ‘poem’

Quotidian Exquisite

Quotidian exquisite,
award winning
wound every morning,
heaven ticking in ordinaire time
as vows pay.

Flies

Flies, all the time. Flies,
and so the time flies.
It rides in the incense of saints,
circumnavigates
scent and heat and death—
sweet breath—
heat and scent,
death and heat and scent.
Vulture-ringing upendedness, ebbs
idling, innocuous, tactile but slippery,
upon shaky souls, upon a smouldering field of battle
still not won. Beelzebub.