Didn't really have the time to write poetry today, so I'll revisit the Outtakes once again.
Masquerade
Illusions
Conquistadors
Of
the metaphysical
Vouch
for thee
Macabre
Daughters
Of
the dancing appellation
Courting
Tomorrow’s
rapture
Cloaked
vixens
Feverishly
pick
Cherrie-blossoms
Along
the banks
Of
frigid cricks
Removal
of the veil
Reveals
Neighbors that you know—
Yet
never again will see the same
The imagery in these outtakes is consistently stunning and arrives in surprising combinations. Great work again.
ReplyDeleteThe outtakes seem to have a theme, things seem to be just out of reach or gone to the beach. As you keep wishing yet your muse remains fishing. Now you brain is masquerading about, with this outtake shout. Such fun mixture of words, your muse hasn't fully flown south with the birds...haha
ReplyDeletetwo parts that i really like in this...
ReplyDeleteConquistadors
Of the metaphysical
nice phrase....
and your close the neighbors...you never see the same...nice...
I like that ending! Very cool.
ReplyDeleteThis one is interesting. A party of people wearing masks, an image of exploring little revelations leading to change of how one sees familiar. Examining the cracks -- the little bits. Perhaps I shall go pry on something that I've previously dismissed.
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