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Saturday, October 23, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
ODE TO THE MOON
Asymetrical seduction
Adorned by the night
Naked anew
All naked
In halo of happiness
Secretive seductive
Asymetrical lavender
10202010
Adorned by the night
Naked anew
All naked
In halo of happiness
Secretive seductive
Asymetrical lavender
10202010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
ODE TO CALLIOPE!
O.K.
O KLLIOPE,also CALLIOPE
patron of poetry
mother of Orpheus
who lived in lyre
or gave birth to lyrics
innocent as virgin.
O lover of Apollo
who gave him two sons
Hymen and
Lalemus,
mother of King Rhesus
the victim of Trojan,
mother of Linus
who gave birth to rhythm
and melody.
O dear Calliope!
who slept in anyone 's bed
and no one's.
Everyday is your birthday.
Every moments of life
in love
or war.
In passion
and sensuous
O muse of inspirations
and provocation!
We are in love with you
who are in love with poetry.
And you know that
poetry is a high wall
you either jump over
or hit it hard by bear head.
Long live logic of love
and lust.
Death yo denialism,
a complication
a side-effect
an infection.
O poetry of myth
against all outrageous boiling blooded fighters
of retro retarded era
O lovely Calliope
of naked dreams
called poetry.
O KLLIOPE,also CALLIOPE
patron of poetry
mother of Orpheus
who lived in lyre
or gave birth to lyrics
innocent as virgin.
O lover of Apollo
who gave him two sons
Hymen and
Lalemus,
mother of King Rhesus
the victim of Trojan,
mother of Linus
who gave birth to rhythm
and melody.
O dear Calliope!
who slept in anyone 's bed
and no one's.
Everyday is your birthday.
Every moments of life
in love
or war.
In passion
and sensuous
O muse of inspirations
and provocation!
We are in love with you
who are in love with poetry.
And you know that
poetry is a high wall
you either jump over
or hit it hard by bear head.
Long live logic of love
and lust.
Death yo denialism,
a complication
a side-effect
an infection.
O poetry of myth
against all outrageous boiling blooded fighters
of retro retarded era
O lovely Calliope
of naked dreams
called poetry.
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