Half way! Here is today’s Harrsion quote for the mid point of 28 Days of Unreason, followed by my poem entitled Proverb of Unreason.
~Jim Harrison from Songs of Unreason
Proverb of Unreason
In that prove-you-wrong paradise
where the moon is a powerful
feather eating your liver
for lunch
guard your days build
walls around your blamelessness
constructing alibis of devastation
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I am Wolf
running
howling
moon growling
grit beneath my feet
bones betwixt my teeth
Feral
fair all these
bright days
searing nights
sounding before me
tree breath
filling these lungs
lunge
leap
yowling
frame chained
to clock
to desk
yet
soul untethered unleashed
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All Rights Reserved
Writing Quadrilles over at dVerse!
Waning gibbous dance us toward that newest
Night of birth and rebirth budding
Bursting out from expiration
Skyward vine twirling
With the night bugs
Reaching
Grasping
Inhale the sun that rose
Into thy lungs unfurl each phase
And chapter write with blossom of delight
© Jilly’s 2016
Writing Rose Quadrilles at dVerse. Join us!
Unaccustomed beauty Sad the moon singing who will wax a symphony? Beauty could but chant With enormous ache drunken Urge yet wane all the same The shadow woman Her bitter hair wants meaning Driving death bare armed Soaring summer sky Worship with a frantic wind Rip thy garden gown © Jillys 2016 Walt is tending bar over at the Poets Pub where we are taking brush and watercolor in hand to create a character sketch. Come join us! dVerse
