snake and seamstress.

damp upon the tree’s beckoning,
my feet bleed and kiss the ground
upon you, sprouting from 
silhouettes; it beguiles 
the hassock leaves, hidden
in an accident of rain-fall.

Without the fools
in airstreams of halcyon when roots
pinch my fingers, uncurling
like a dagger; a bean fed from the poet’s
words or buckling swords,

I could too grow in the dirt,
leaving with the rain, a wind
to itch along my spine, seeping
to the bygone lace, a blue eye,
to unspeaking; in the stone
of this smile, the gardenia
whores my snake and seamstress,
birthing, which grows, the earth.

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Written for the dVerse prompt: Let’s take fungi as our starting point tonight. 

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25 Comments

  1. Good heavens, Lucy. I realize as I’ve been holding my breath as I read and reread these words, that you’ve certainly been blessed with some fortune in rhetoric. Please continue to share in this wealth, providing such vivid poetry so as to inspire even this stone to bleed.

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    1. Oh wow, I must thank you greatly for your words. This is really encouraging to hear and I’m going to save this when I need that good kick to write again in the future; burnout is a pain when it hits. Thank you, thank you so very much for your lovely comment. It really means a lot. ❤ ❤

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  2. Lucy in the sky with diamonds of hallucinogenic, mind-swirling verse. Better than psilocybin — well, close maybe. Also easier on this old man’s psyche. Love your stuff! FYI: A “Armillaria Ostoyae” mushroom, in the Malheur National Forest, in the Strawberry Mountains of eastern Oregon, was found to be the largest fungal colony in the world, spanning an area of 3.5 square miles (2,200 acres; 9.1 km2).

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    1. “Better than psilocybin — well, close maybe.”

      I could only hope to live up to that. 😄 Thank you so much!

      And wow, that’s pretty interesting. Thank you for the fun fact!

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  3. “Everybody must get high”, sayith Bob Dylan. “Amelia, it’s only a state of mind”, Joni Mitchell. Your work really cranks me up, spinning my synaps, lighting flames under my Id. You always please the demons under the skin, morphing darkness into a sun-splashed landscape, where the brooks bubble with blood, and the clover gets cranky. I liked, “it beguiles the hassock leaves” and “without the fools in in stream of halcyon”.

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  4. So much to love about this poem, Lucy. Oh, to be ‘hidden in an accident of rain-fall’! I love the image of ‘a bean fed from the poet’s words or buckling swords’, fairy-tale-like and surreal, and the thought of growing in the dirt, ‘leaving with the rain’.

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  5. I think this prompt was made for you, Lucy! All that earthiness, the roots, the combination of birth and decay: these are strong themes in your work and you have blended them seamlessly here. I love all of it, but my favourite lines are these:
    ‘it beguiles
    the hassock leaves, hidden
    in an accident of rain-fall.’

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