Insomniac Serenade

blue sheet slips
across night sky
slide down Inanna's thigh

Erishkegal screams
in the hall

the dark sister
reaching for the fire

Ivan's knot of consciousness
every turn,
a turn away:

Egypt? Cyprus,
time's decay

we live in a tiny room
astrologers go mad
every day

the rush of galaxies

base sixty
at the curb

loins lightened
the string of stars

lost again
jade beads

onyx eyes
cast like die
before the sands

stirring at twilight
he puts his toe
in the clear pool
 

This is in response to Ivan Arguelles' "(dream a little dream of me)"--

Edited 1 time(s). Last edit at 03/27/2013 11:05PM by petersz.

I like this part, Peter:

onyx eyes
cast like die
before the sands


Les

Peter, this is beautiful.

loins lightened
the string of stars

lost again
jade beads

and finally

stirring at twilight
he puts his toe
in the clear pool

to clench it were to me the best of a great read.

Thanks, all. I am still overwhelmed by Ivan's poem which triggered this, but which I do not have permission to reproduce.

amo et avanti,

Peter