becopoetry

Poetry Music Thoughts and Reflections

Centrepiece — January 22, 2020

Centrepiece

Portrait of lady on porcelain plate

Pink dresses dancing for clergy

Little fire in a chandelier

 

I take pause at the edge

of a gallery in branded sandals

one foot off the floor

before the toes of a Persian Queen

summoned AND SO I WILL GO

UNTO THE KING WHICH IS NOT ACCORDING

TO THE LAW AND IF I PERISH

I PERISH        I turn

 

Under the arches of the exhibiting hall

real-life bride performs a pirouette

two men        each eye their lens

one on one knee

the other circumnavigating

light in crafted spin

 

 

 

 

 

poem and drawing by Rebecca Sullivan

 

Bluestone lips — August 5, 2017

Bluestone lips

behind the mirror

 

your rough skin and thick neck

 

my face delivered into working hands

a river salt leached in compound tide

palms breathing internally like a cup

heels compressed into my chin

into the folds of my forehead

skin peeled fingers

bearing weight

 

your shoulders braced away from wrists

 

 

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ConStruck tt — July 23, 2015
Bedroom — July 2, 2015